How I Feel
My face seems like a happy one, though you may not know,
that deep inside, i feel the depression start to grow and grow.
It fills me up, and distracts me every second of every day,
while even though things go on around me, my back is turned away.
I don't want to see the world outside,
its too depressing than it is inside even though I can't confide in myself to have a peek
and and make sure I'm right.
Then one Sunday afternoon, i went so Sunday church and soon
forgot about that feeling inside, and found a new one deeper inside,
and it had a name and it was christ.
I came to realize I'd wasted so much time and didn't see the beautiful times,
the children playing, the birds in their nest, and the Holy Bible on my desk.
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