I sit and wait for you to be there
Sometimes I wonder if you even care
All you do is sit there and pretend
That I'm not there and the depression isn't real
You lie to yourself
You lie to me
As I sit in the corner and feel the tears come down
It's too hard to swallow
Too hard to breathe
The mask is coming undone
Revealing the pain
Revealing the sorrow
I sit and yell and feel so alone
You yell and scream
I feel like a pathetic waste
Lost in a sea of lies
I feel like this depression will never die
Can somebody help?
Will anybody help me escape
I'm begging now
Just for an out
I scream your name
But your not there
Finally I realize you don't care
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Author:
Anna (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hey mom...Can you hear me now?
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Such a sad emotive write Anna.
Andy
Depression is so lonely and so very solo. I just don't think people can truly relate to someone's depression till it actually happens to them.
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