Thinking about my problems makes me want to cry
whispering to myself I really want to die.
I don't that you guys would care
If you woke up and saw me lying dead there
I don't think you would even miss me.
you'll probably be as happy as can be
wiping my eyes dry
still wanting to die
Your never happy Abo what I do.
always comparing me to you
Sometimes I just want to runaway
I'll make things worse if I stay
My heart dripping of tears.
full of anger full fears
My heart longing for love and care
that I know will never be here
nobody will even believe what I go through
If I tell you, you won't think it's true
Most of the time depression is what I feel
I really want to die, and that is real.
dedicated to a special friend.
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