February 27, 2018

Can’t run from it.
Always a step behind.
The worst thing is that I’m trapped in my mind.
Trying to fake a smile
Eyes holding back my tears
Until they poor out expressing my fears
Saying “I’m fine” when I’m really not
Tired felling useless
Just want to stay in bed
But the longer you wait
The harder it gets
Sitting in your own thoughts
Taking in your regrets
Just only making you more upset
I want to be normal like the others
But why be normal when you can
You can be you

The author's comments:

This is about myself recovering over depression

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