What you don't see
Is that I'm not joking
My depression is real
And that's why I'm choking
You judge me in the hall
You judge me in the classroom
I'm not really happy here
And that makes my head Fill with doom
I gasp for help
That I'll never get
Cause many don't understand
You just stare and sit
I get silent judgement
You all are nothing but a douche
You laugh at my jokes
But they all tell a truth
I know I'm not normal
But you don't have to tell me I Can see
I'm just a simple mistake
My thoughts already show me
Just because I'm different
A different personality
I'm still just a person
With a messed up reality
If you could see the world as I see it
There would be such hate,
Suicide, and depression
With death, I have a date
Lying eyes
And suicide
Its a side of me
That I hide
You'll never know
You'll never see
That what you say
Is affecting me
This is the end
No more pain
My happiness
Is what I'll gain
-Noneofyour2017
YOU ARE READING
Dylan's Journal
RandomThis is well just a book for myself. Something to put my poems in. My thoughts. My feelings. Everything that I want to wrote down. Please read if you would like.
