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depression
she grabs her pen and notebook
as she scribbles the words from her soul
the letters are slanted
and the words are very bold
her style is sloppy
but the writing is clear
but the pen cant talk
and the paper cant hear
an un imaginable wonder
of the world ahead
who is this girl lieing in her bed?
just a glance of a person u cant feel or hear
sometimes u wonder if shes even there
a reflection of her smile
is she smiling at me?
no, its just my own reflection
staring back at me
feeling confused and hurt
but no one to call out
so she feels she cant go on
every girl has her doubts
while the pen is trying to yell
the paper, trying to hear
the depression alone
draws a single lonely tear.
this feeling is overwhelming
she cant write anymore
shes locking up her heart
and shutting all un closed doors.
You do a very nice job of describing how the way she writes represents how she feels. You really capture her feelings well. You talk of her not even being recognizable as herself in her bed-I liked that very much. This girl is trying to cut herself off from the rest of the world it seems. What can you do for somebody like this do you think? Such a sad poem. I wish people could see how happy life can be for them, but I understand if they cannot always do this.