He

He blasts his music
With his door shut tight
Not involved in family activities
Afraid they might pick a fight

Often hiding in his room
Crying became a daily issue
Hiding emotions with a fake mask
And a box of tissues

Sick of always being the scapegoat
Blamed for everything
He will always remember
To always keep yearning

To keep his head high
To always show his pride
Remember the good times
And toss the bad things aside

~some of my depressing moments. dont worry though, im usually always happy!~