Depression

Black hole

Sinking

Drowning

Lungs filling

Can't breathe

Panicking

Please leave

Before you see the damage

I can't let you see 

The real me

Please let me stay hidden

Hidden from view

Not in plain sight

Put on a facade

Be a mirror

Only what other people want to see

Otherwise a ghost

Not seen

Not heard

A wisp of smoke

Gone in the breeze

Please let me leave

Let me disappear

Without a trace

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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