I am not depressed.
I can still smile at pretty things.
And I can laugh when jokes are funny.
I can still talk to people.
And enjoy nice days.

But when I go inside,
And I am all alone,
There is something broken.
And I fall into a sadness so sweet.
That it engulfs me.
I look into the mirror
And I don't like what I see.
And the tears always fall,
When I am falling asleep
And I miss something,
That doesn't exsist.

I am not depressed.
I have just been sad for a while.
But I can still find the light.

I can still smile.