Dark Eyes
I used to be alone,
nobody to talk to.
Kept everything to myself.
Had a lot to work through.
then I got some friends,
they helped me for a while.
but eventually they stop to care.
They take away your smile.
I spoke to my parents once,
told them I was struggling.
But they said its all inside my head,
I can feel my troubles doubling.
I had to talk to a counselor,
it was hard to open up,
but when you work to get doors open,
its hard for them to shut.
the counselor told me to be patient,
"things get better over time"
even she said I was broken
I've gone way past my prime.
The priest said I was a kind young girl,
my parents sat and cried,
my friends said they should've noticed
the counselor said I should've tried.
Even when there's people there,
its hard for us to realize,
because when your in your darkest place,
you see through lonely eyes.
p.s. If you are struggling, please reach out. And if you know anyone that struggling, make sure they know you're there for them.
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