For a while I've been trying to write, But when I finally have an idea it's night. I just want to write my thoughts out, I want to talk, I want to shout! I want more than anything to show you I'm real, To show you it takes a while to heal. I wish I had the right words to say, To tell you how it made me feel for you to walk away. I have nothing left, I've become very depressed. The colors I see are dull and gray, This is my poem of the day.