You think you know how I feel
But you don't, you're never right...
Just another teenage depression poem lol----
The flames from my soul...
I'll close my door so you don't see,
All of the pain that lives within me...
I am lying awake
In the dark...
I'm searching for answers
ones that don't exist...
The paper again blank,
From words i cannot say...
Stop yelling at me!
I haven’t did anything to you...
It's not going to be okay,
I'm scaring myself...
She couldn't handle the pain,
Couldn't handle no love...
Sitting on my bed
Telling myself it will be OK...
Time will tell the vicious cycle
And if freedom is in store...
You know what I hate
At the start of each day...