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MASK IT
MASK IT
BY C Wynter
I kinda want to talk to someone, but I get it, everyone's busy,
It's just these thoughts of mine, who said depression was easy,
I feel I am a broken record, it's just the same things always,
I wish I could be different, better even, but that's just not the case,
I hide behind my phone easier to mask when no one knows,
That internally I am going through it, and I feel everything slows,
When it hits me and I look around me with deep sorrow,
I hate that I am like this, and then there's no hope for tomorrow,
I don't want to bring anyone down with these feelings of mine,
I just feel so alone, with the voice that screams for my demise,
And I am tired, I'm always tired, but I gotta face another day,
Which is so Dang hard, when all I want to do is just fade,
I miss the old me, I was content then, I was even more free,
Now I feel held down, by a deep mind that just won't let me be,
But how do I explain this to others? how do I get them to understand?,
That I really am in a dim place, trying to breathe as hard as I can.
Guess there is no choice, just got to tolerate these painful hits,
Don't bother anyone, it says, so i will just continue to mask it
© C.Wynter
BY C Wynter
I kinda want to talk to someone, but I get it, everyone's busy,
It's just these thoughts of mine, who said depression was easy,
I feel I am a broken record, it's just the same things always,
I wish I could be different, better even, but that's just not the case,
I hide behind my phone easier to mask when no one knows,
That internally I am going through it, and I feel everything slows,
When it hits me and I look around me with deep sorrow,
I hate that I am like this, and then there's no hope for tomorrow,
I don't want to bring anyone down with these feelings of mine,
I just feel so alone, with the voice that screams for my demise,
And I am tired, I'm always tired, but I gotta face another day,
Which is so Dang hard, when all I want to do is just fade,
I miss the old me, I was content then, I was even more free,
Now I feel held down, by a deep mind that just won't let me be,
But how do I explain this to others? how do I get them to understand?,
That I really am in a dim place, trying to breathe as hard as I can.
Guess there is no choice, just got to tolerate these painful hits,
Don't bother anyone, it says, so i will just continue to mask it
© C.Wynter
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