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The depression took its toll on you You wore the look of sadness like your favorite shade of Loreal Eyeliner I was forever at a dead end trying to comfort your cries and the constant I hate myselfs,and Filling my head with fallacies that maybe, just maybe you'll be okay. I felt so helpless, I wanted nothing more to see you happy The isolation killed me, The silence screaming like sirens in my ears I was always there drying your tears Singing everything will be okay till it burned in my brain You meant the world to me, Despite the flaws and defects. So what that you have depression. Depression was just merely a disorder designed to keep you hindered from your full potential All I ever wanted for you was Freedom Happinees Joy; Most importantly Peace
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