deep_and_depressing

I am a blackened soul,
I have been stained,
all has been lost and nothing gained

I am an outcast
yet to be found
I stand still while the world goes 'round

Thoughts of suicide visit every day
but somehow I manage to push them away

I would express these feelings to people I know
but these thoughts they are my own
a work of art
deep and depressing
I don't understand why people
keep messing
with my emotions

I try so hard not to be outspoken
but alas the silence is broken
who I am and how I feel
these words are coaxed
out of me

the pain experienced when I
express
makes my life a total
mess

I wish people would understand
I wish they didn't care
though I'm used to the snickering
and the stares
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I wrote this at a New Year's Eve party (some new year huh?) this is what I do when I'm depressed. What do you think? I always look for feedback on my depression. ;P

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My life was like a fairytale . . . Except I left Mr. Charming for his sister