Depths of My Inner Depression
In the depths of my inner depression there lies a story I haven’t told
The life I live of frustration and anger doesn’t fit a perfect mold
I m not the woman the world sees for that woman was my lie
She became the person every one else wanted her to be and hide the truth inside
The world has perceived me as someone I am not
And now the life I wanted to live has already been lost
The story of my sorrow goes deeper than flesh and bone
The trials and tribulations of my life are the chapters I haven’t shown
The sadness has numbed the smile upon my face
My heart is missing something so vital to fill the hollow space
Cleansing from the lies I have told will be the day I die
For no one can cure the depth of my inner depression, the secret that I hide