This year...
I have detatched
And let them see
someone other
than me and what
they know of
who I am,
This year...
I let myself fall
I let the depression
take me away
from school
from friends
from family
This year...
I can't see
who I am
I am lost
and want
to scream
but instead
hold my breath
hold back tears
I need someone
to hold me, so I
can hold in fears.