You know my depression, you see it in my face, look into my eys, sans the view of my disgrace, You know there\'s something wrong as you watch my head hang long, the day passes on, and I sit on my throne, head in my hands, between my knee\'s two tears drop as I sob out my plea\'s You stand above me covering their view, keeping the tears between me and you...wrap your arms around me and hold me tight whisper you\'re so sorry as I tell you i\'ll be alright...you tell me it\'ll get better, and I know it\'s true, and for telling me the truth, I must thank you...
They always say that life is unfair, what they neglect to tell you is that it will prove that fact at every given chance. Everyone is at one time or another made to be an example to this seemingly relentless rule of thumb that governs our lives. I am certain of injustices far more detrimental than my own, but the true tragedy of this injustice is that I must share it.
Pain is a large factor in this experience of life. Many would say they don’t ever want to feel it. I am not one of those many, I do not want to be mistaken for a masochist, I just believe I understand a bit more than the average person. Pain is not fun, or enjoyable, but it h...