I am not deppressed.
I can still smile at pretty things.
And laugh when jokes are funny.
I can still talk to people.
And enjoy nice days.
But when I go inside,
When I am alone,
There is something broken.
And I fall into a sadness so sweet
That it engulfs me.
I look in the mirror.
And I don't like what I see.
And the tears always fall
When I'm falling asleep.
And I miss something,
That doesn't exist.
I am not depressed.
I've just been sad for a while.
But I can still find the light.
I can still smile.
