Depression as a Teen and the fears of disappointin your parents.
Down my cheek runs a tear
My feelings now becoming clear
The blade hovers above my wrist
And in my head I see a list
On it everything I fear
And with each one my heart is seared
Mirrors make me want to cry
I see a girl that wants to die
Her tear stained cheeks
And blood shot eyes
Everything she says are lies
I keep this image to myself
And stare at the pictures on my shelf
There I see a different girl
One that didn’t hate the world
I wish to be there once more
When living wasn’t such a chore
Now I want my flesh to rot
If only people knew the things I thought
My skin pale white
All my dreams now out of sight
My eyes were still staring blank
As into the earth my coffin sank
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