Am I depressed

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Hello
Am here to tell a story
Story that has been untold for years
A story of my past
You see God never gives you want you want
He gives you what you need
I never liked people
I would rather stay in my room
Gazing at the ceiling
I liked laughing at stupid jokes
Coming from the back of my mind
Staying in my room was. Daily routine
Alone, sleeping while awake
Chatting online with people from far
I was social in the media's
But physically I was withdrawn
I could stay all awake chatting
But can't talk to someone for a minute
I never like to tell my story
I fear ,I fear being judged
Some say it's pride
Ego controls me
Ain't classy,ain't rich
Am just me...just me
I always make my face look bored
So as to avoid people
And it works..alot
Pretend to be tired
Just to be alone
Always I try to justify myself
That that's the correct move I could take
But which is the correct move,,
I try to change but that's me
I have tried
It never works
I gave up..

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