Depression
Sitting in the dark, alone.
Would someone happen to find me?
Not here, nobodys home,
They all have somewhere else to be.
But not me, so i just sit.
I cant find the light,
The walls are dirty with grit.
I dont care, it's alright.
Alone, in the dark.
Nobody's here.
Alone in the dark,
With nothing to fear.
Copyright © Ross Greenlee | Year Posted 2009
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