secretss

A conversation I\'ll never have

I’m not depressed

No I’m not depressed I’m mad

To be honest I’m just a mess

But no doctor I’m not sad

I’m mad that my house got taken away

I’m mad that I have no place to stay

I’m mad that I always have to say im fine

I’m even more mad that this room isn’t mine

I’m mad that to me family is dead

Distant and torn to shreds

But I’m even more mad because it wasn’t always like this

Now all I can do is reminisce