Depression

From the moment I wake to the moment I sleep, Tears threaten and when alone I weep. I don't cry over boys or lack of friends, I don't cry over toys or when happy stories end. I attempt to smile yet I still cry. Sometimes my sorrow makes me want to die. I know people love me and want to help. But their sympathetic eyes make me want to yelp. So alone I suffer and push people away. My negativity just keeps people at bay.