All she does is drown in her own tears

She swims in her own blood

Depression is her middle name

Pain is her surname

A clown with no make-up is what she is

She doesn’t need make-up to hide

all her sorrows

all her fears and failures

all her pain and depression

Though she puts on her make-up

she stills feels the same

They all laugh at her and

when she turns around

…they laugh at her

 

When she gets home is where

she doesn’t want to be

though home is where the heart is

She cries herself to sleep

She cuts herself to sleep

for she’s used to the pain

she prays for the best

but the worst is what she gets

She might look happy and all smiles

But each night the blade is sharp and shinny

Ready to be used

Misunderstood she just is

Depression is my second name

Pain is my last name

A clown is what they see in me

 

Anonymous

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