Who am I?
Am I a girl who is lost in her ways
Or am I a girl who cant seem to find her way in a giant maze?
I sit around with a smile on my face
When everyone thinks she has no flaw even on a simple shoe lace.
I cry to myself when no one is around
And try to keep to myself and not make a sound.
I learned to never show weakness
Because weakness is looked to with disgust
And just being scared to show the only one that I truly trust.
When I think about it I don't remember a time when I had pure happiness
Only feeling a deep and aggressive feeling of sadness.
I push the feelings aside and act like nothing bothers me
Wanting help but deep down I know if I let someone in they wont let me be
I am depression..
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