The kids these days are cutting
They smile but feel nothing

The teens these days are starving
Their invisible wounds are scarring

They all are filled with self-hate
Because they feel like a waste of space

They lie awake all night crying
They say they're fine but are lying

Each day they feel like hiding
Because each night they dream about dying

They all fear they're seeking attention
Fighting a battle they dare not mention

But the parents never wonder
And the teachers never question
That maybe all the kids these days
Are suffering from depression

I think of my best friend and know that she is the person who will be there for me, even when I can't be here for myself who will CHEER me to my greatest heights and who will console me when I've fallen down. She will STAND UP for me and LIE DOWN beside me. She will FORGIVE me when I've hurt her and will occasionally, even bite her tongue when she could have easily said " I TOLD YOU SO"