Have you ever felt so alone,
Yet around you are all your friends?
Have you ever felt dragged down,
Even when its not them?
Depression
Such a word often causes alarm.
But let me break it down to you what depression really means.
Depression
The darkness that smothers all light
Depression
The pit from which you cannot escape
Depression
The comforting blackness
Depression
The sickness of the mind
Depression
Something to hide
Depression isn't always a bad thing
Now let's look at the farce
I
Hide myself away
I
Spout the age old words 'I'm fine'
I
Hide behind those who care
I
Place a mask on my face
I
Don't let others know
You all know the farce
But hardly anyone knows the truth
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The masks I wear
Often show no tear
Sometimes they crack
And that's when THEY attack
The voices are right
Why bother to fight?
The darkness approachs
The evil encroaches
A silent blanket of black
Often the silent attack
It sneaks up behind
And you whisper 'I'm fine'
You push others to talk
Yet when asked the same you simply walk
What's the purpose of life?
All I see is so much strife.
Can it happen to me today?
Can someone come to play?
And actually mean the action,
And not separate into factions?
These things I feel have one name
And its only purpose is to gain
Control over my life is what it needs
But no one cares when I bleed
Depression, my old friend
Alone at last, forevermore
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The Randomness That Is Me
Random[Edit][Yes there is a small story in here, and yes I have moved it to its own book. I'm leaving the story in this book because my dear friend Kiya (Yoi's creator) left amazing comments on the chapters. So I'm keeping the story there in honor of her...
