The Past

Imagine yourself

Alone in your head

You're hanging, dangling

From a silver thread

Empty, alone

With the monsters within

Internally screaming

You just want to give in

Now imagine that's you

Every day, every hour

Forever sinking

Like a wilting flower

You try to tell your dad

And you try to tell your mom

But they say you're being silly

You've just got to move on

Because teens don't know sorrow

Nor the hardships of life

They're just kids with imaginations

Just looking for attention, right?

You think that there's no one

Who knows how you feel

You're just so alone

But the feelings. . .they're real

Useless

Neglected

Forgotten

Distressed

Alone

Afraid

But mostly

Depressed

And your friends

They go on

Like nothing has changed

"They must not care"

Your thoughts whisper

The lies in your brain

You can't escape it

Trapped in your own skin

You're ugly

You're hated

But you hide it with a grin

You hate what you feel

So instead you feel nothing

Your insides are numb

Your confidence is crumbling

You look to other things

To stop the pain

Cutting, pills

But it gives you no gain

No matter how much you plead

That you're broken inside

Everyone turns the other way

They run, they hide

They say you are foolish

That it's all in your head

What they don't know, is inside

You're already dead