Taken from my poem blog, but I personally think that this kind of sums up depression for me in a nice neat bundle!

Poems from the heart


Pain is something I feel a lot
I cry inside, Strong I’m not
Don’t want anyone to see inside
But I’m finding it hard to hide

Outside turns in
Inside turns out
They can see me now
The weak part of me
There’s nowhere to hide
Not sure I can cope
Why did it happen?
Where is my mask?
The strong look I had
Has withered away
I’m feeling exposed
For the whole world to see
Just how weak I am
I hate the real me!

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