Depression

If each tear I cry is just for you,
A river and Ocean I'd make too,
If things are going wrong you see,
I hide away, refuse to be.

If cuts upon my skin were hearts,
I'd break them all up into parts,
For broken hearts are hard to heal,
Just like your space is hard to fill.

If stars were ways to show I care,
I'd light them bright to let you know I'm there,
For friendship is a gift for me,
To you for all eternity.

So if your depressed and need a friend,
When you want it all to end,
I know what it's like, I've been there too,
I still am though it doesn't show through.

My fake smile and laughter that hides the pain,
The fakeness that keeps me together and sane,
Afraid to say what I want to say,
In fear that people will turn away.