Its easy to tell me to just smile..
And sure I can make a smile for awhile..
But its purely for show its just to keep u quiet..
Its always easier to fake my sadness in silence..
Cant give you an explanation..
Eternally im a master of Trepidation..
When i look in the mirror i see a rotted face..
Decaying my beauty not leaving a trace..
Pain is my foundation, hatred my mask..
Starting inside taking my flesh last..
I remain an empty husk forever at odds..
Hating myself and cursing the gods..
I know how I am supposed to feel..
But what I am supposed to feel isnt real..
Its an assumption of whats expected..
Reality is my heads confused and my hearts hectic..
Im lost in a world with no map..
And every road i take has a trap..
Quick sand and rattlesnakes and pits with spikes..
Yes happy people THIS is what depression is like............
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