Tag Archives: Depression

Hidden Pain

I don’t know who I am anymore,

the mirror lies to me when I look

I don’t know who I am anymore

My innocence the world took,

Huddled in a ball on the floor,

Knees pulled tightly to me,

Huddled in a ball on the floor,

Screaming out “Just let me be.”

I don’t know who I am anymore,

The masks are stripped away,

I don’t know who I am anymore,

There is nothing left to say.

I’m not always sure…

not-sure

I’m not always sure that what I wrote is worth others reading.

I’m not always sure that what I write should be published.

I’m not always sure that my thoughts should be expressed.

I’m not always sure that I am worth the effort.

I’m not always sure…