No One No one knows how it feels to always be sad No one understands what depression I go through No one wants to listen to the good times I had No one knows my feelings like I do. Sometimes I sit and wonder why do I feel so down? But the feelings I have keep dragging me under and beating my heart and mind around. But there times I think. That I feeling a little bit glad but before I even blink, my happy day goes bad. Why doesn’t anyone understand? Do they even care? Sometimes I feel like I am in a desolate land. Because I think no ones there.
Reason for writing:
I felt like this when I wrote it. If you wish to read any
more of my poems please e-mail me.
Birth sign: Not entered
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Blue Eyes (Sean G.).