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Depression of a Teen!
Contributed by
Elite
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Tuesday, 30th May 2006 @ 01:05:42 PM in AEST
Topic:
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A passion of a poem only happens in times of strife
When things are going bad, when everything grey is our life
It’s a way I express an inner sadness and a deeper pain
When I wonder if the sun will ever break the dark clouds and the rain
I always wonder if life is ever fun for anyone
To think that life one day may be fine is completely and utterly dumb
I sometimes just want to be happy to laugh and to smile
But growing up seems to remove these things, but I still want to be a child
I don’t want to have to deal with all the pain that life brings
I want to be able to enjoy my youth, to just laugh and sing
I got a rubbish start at life, was handed a terrible lot
But people just look on by while my heart decays and rots
The people that want to help me cant and the ones that can won’t
Looking to the principalities and powers that could intervene, but don’t
They watch on while I cry, they watch on, look and laugh
To empathise with me and feel my hurt is something they can’t grasp
To look into my emotions, it’s fearful, scary and dark
But I want someone to look into my soul, look past the outward bark
You would not see a healthy man; instead a child sitting with tears down his face
A child that cannot handle life who feels insecure, and not safe
Everyone wants someone who will stand beside them for help and support
But im just another statistic, part of a selected depressed teen cohort
I want someone to hear my scream and to hear my distressing shout
For me to be able to put away the face and dispel peoples doubt
They think im happy because I act like I am
Which shows people can’t see beyond my inner constructed dam
It’s the thing that holds my emotions in and stops them leaking out
The dam is breaking up, making it inevitable for drought
I believed pain would only last for a season or a time
But it started five years with a terribly horrific crime
My life spiralled down, the depression over took
The crime that changed my inward appearance and its look
I used to believe my body was a temple, special and whole
But my mother made a deal with Satan and decided to sell my soul
Don’t tell me that im over exaggerating and that life cannot be this bad
But if only you saw what went on behind closed door, if you saw my hell you would not be glad.
So I struggle on and try to deal. It’s harder on my own
But this is how I’ve felt for years…depressed and all alone!
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Elite
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Re: Depression of a Teen!
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by happybunnyfan on
Tuesday, 30th May 2006 @ 01:17:33 PM AEST
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| Loved it!, so much of that i know all to well. This poem is great. Keep writting, it may help you when no one else can. Just remember your never alone, when you have a pen and some paper. Cause with that, a new world can be born. |
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Re: Depression of a Teen!
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by djdarkrose04 on
Tuesday, 30th May 2006 @ 03:22:55 PM AEST
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| Loved it as well. I feel you most definately in this poem. Thanx for sharing. |
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Re: Depression of a Teen!
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by welcomehome on
Wednesday, 31st May 2006 @ 03:26:36 PM AEST
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| you're not the only one who suffers from depression..i do to |
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