Alone I sit and no ones knows,
the way I feel, it never shows.
I cry at night,during the day I laugh,
I don't show my sadness on your behalf.
There's no one there to comfort me,
so let me cry and let me be.

I go home to an empty house in fear,
because what will happen is so unclear.
Tired of dealing with all of this mess,
she has depression but you'd never guess.
I sit and wonder what to do,
I can't handle this without you.
Come help me figure this out,
getting better...I have doubt.

An adult at sixteen isn't fair,
it would be nice to feel some understanding and care.
I need someone who'll be there for me,
through thick or thin, when i can't see.