There’s a monster inside of me, eating away at my smile,
He takes all my sadness and makes a file.
These files are all stacked up in my brain.
Now my whole life just consists of pain.
It’s such a problem that I can’t sleep.
Nothing works…not even counting sheep.
When I’m in public I hide my tears.
It’s been this way for several years.
I hide my sadness behind a fake smile,
But the pain won’t go away…not for a while.
The hardest part is hiding when I cry.
It makes me feel like I’m going to die.
I feel like I’m slowly going insane,
But I am not the one to blame…
Blame the monster.
He goes by the name…Depression.
I’m just waiting for the monster to go to sleep now.