Everyone but me

All i see
are mirrors on the wall
but if i look in them...
there's no reflection of me
in the mirror i see a man
tall and strong
but if i look at myself
i see a little boy that hates himself
weak and less than average...
people never say I'm depressed
but i can see in their eyes that they know it...
always the same look
always the same pain when they see me
alway hard to see the difference between pain and depression
maybe their the same thing
i don't know
but i feel it inside, eating, scratching
and the everlasting pain in my heart
which no one can take from me
and everyone See's it but me...