TJ: Here is yet another poem by me.

My Parents

It feels like the depression is getting worse

People say life is too short to be depressed

But I can’t stop it from coming over me

I’m so unhappy here

And I always will be as long as I’m living here

But nobody seems to see it

I wish I could leave…

My parents think I’ll get better and be happy again

But oh how wrong they can be

As the days pass by,

The deeper I get pulled into the thoughts of suicide and death

The only happy times I have are talking to my few friends

That is when I am truly happy

Knowing they are well and happy helps me get through the day

If I lived there with them then I would get better

But I guess my parents just want to kill me…