Depression of Love

Roses are Red,

Violets are Blue,

Sometimes I cry,

And sometimes you do too.

I am not Depressed,

And I do not Need Help,

It isn't unhealthy,

I try not to yell.

I try to hide my emotions,

Really I do,

Sometime you dont help though,

I'm only telling you what's true.

I'm not a friendly person,

Many secrets I try to hide,

Little do you Know,

What it really does Inside...

So I'm sorry if I get sad,

When you tell me some things,

Just know that I Love You

And its worth all the joy you bring.





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