What have I become?
Blank stares and a blank mine.
Doubtful of any happiness to come of me.
Sad.
Feeling lonely.
Doubting the ‘love’ you have for me.
Am I wrong? It’s not like you show it.
So am I wrong?
I feel alone like if no one knows it.
But you do.
You know it.
This is about everyone who doesn’t like me talking about my depression bc it messes up ghere mood. I’m alone. At least that’s what I feel.