I am not depressed
I can still smile at pretty things.
And laugh when jokes are funny.
I can 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 englufs me.
I look in the mirror.
And I don't like what I see.
And so 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 awhile.
But I can still see the light.
I can still smile.