My feelings

As i walk down the street
i always look down
because i never have a smile
it is always a frown

my friends are concerned
my family doesn't know
that i am depressed
and i have nothing but sorrow

i am 14 years old
and I'm ready to die
i feel that its better
than sit up every night and cry

because thats what i do
because i cant sleep
i think about how far off the day is
that i cut a bit too deep

this poem is my true feelings so please comment, it would mean alot to me