Once upon a time there was a girl.
She wasn't preppy or outgoing
Rather, she was depressed
She would sit on her room and cry for random periods of time
All just waiting for people to bust through her door to help her smile
But she knows deep down she has to learn
She has to learn to help herself
To let herself smile even when she's sad
She has to learn that she needs to find techniques that help and soothe.
But until then she'll keep looking for new hiding places to cry
And she'll wonder how she can lift herself from the mud
Without help of those around her