The side that no one sees is scared
The side that no one sees is broken
The side that no one sees is hopeless
The side that no one sees isn't worth their time
The side that no one sees cuts
The side that no one sees is slipping
And they can't clue in
Because they are blind
And that's why they can't see the side that is sad
Because they can't
Because I won't let them.
YOU ARE READING
Am I Good Enough Now?
PoetryDepression really sucks, and believe me I would know. So these are the poems of what goes on in my mind, even if I don't say them out loud. Sorry if you don't like them. *Trigger warning*
