they say i hide my feelings well
they say im hyper all the time
but really,
im dying inside
every minute of the day i just want to pick up that knife and cut away
every minute of the day i want to curl up in a ball in that corner and cry
until i have no more tears to shed
every minute of the day i want to lay down on my bed, close my sore eyes,
and never wake up
sure, i am sometimes very hyper that i forget my issues, my troubles, my
weaknesses, my problems...
sure, sometimes i feel good and have a good day
but that depression, always finds its way back to me, to slap me in the
face...
 
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