You got to let them know you love them

But what of the love in return

You got to tell them they're beautiful

But what reminds you of the beauty in you

Sometimes I feel invisible

I guess it's part of depression

It gives me a tempting aggression

How lonesome

How horrible

How sad 

How dull

Whisper sweet nothings

Predictable quiet sugar

Diabetes

That picture perfect

Nothing but a facade in a portrait

See those smiles

That's not you

See those moments

They aren't yours

They aren't mine

I wish

Maybe I could try 

But the suttle depression kicks
In

That corner looks awfully nice

I guess for now I drift in a lonely bliss

And sleep

Just

Sleep