collection of poems

drowning in my head

I always thought that I would be able to manage my depression and do everything society expects me to do.
I went to school,
got very good grades,
met with friends
and tried to keep my room clean.
It worked for a while.
It even worked for years.
Of course there were days that didn't made me feel like better times were coming
but I still got my work done.

Until the day were breathing made me feel like dying and going to school was nearly impossible.
I was drowning in my own head but nobody noticed.
All I did was laying in bed begging the universe to help me find a way out.

I stopped studying.
I stopped caring
and the worst part was...
I stopped beeing myself.