Walking past you every day,
trying not to show you how much I care.
I know you will never feel the same
but there's only myself to blame.
For being so shy and insecure
scared too much to even talk to you.
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I hope you enjoyed my first poem.
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryThere are more and more depressed people every day and it's about time someone starts talking about it. Since I am no exception, my words paint a picture of the ups and downs of this mental illness.
