Deppression, a sonnet in two parts.
I feel wrong, evil , like I don't belong.
I feel lonely, misunderstood,
Yet I fear the consequences true understanding could bring.
Only one person really knows all
She is still my friend and that alone
is more cause for sorrow and hope than I can share.
I feel wrong, evil , like I don't belong.
I feel lonely, misunderstood,
Yet I fear the consequences true understanding could bring.
Only one person really knows all
She is still my friend and that alone
is more cause for sorrow and hope than I can share.