Withering
Slowly grasping air
Climbing up the stairs
Shivering
Crying on the inside
Crying on the outside
Quivering
They look and stare
Laugh and cry
Say that they care
I dont believe them
Wonder why?
I try to walk away
I try to hold it in
But they say "Are You Ok?"
And Depression bursts through my veins.
I try not to let go
I try to be ok
I feel so lost in my soul
I wanna be taken away.
Withering
Shivering
Quivering
Living a lie
The Lie is me.
~Sora Delon~