Lost

Oh how depression just keeps me stressing

Walking around every day with so much anger and aggression

Sometimes in the middle of the day I just break down and cry

When I lay down at night I wish I could die.

Go away to a place free of all pain and misery

Go far away to a place where no one would remember me

I want to go home, to a place where I could be along

Because I am tired of living life singing the same old song

I have children who look up to me, when in all actuality they should be ashamed of me

Ashamed of the person I have allowed myself to be

I’m not worthy of praise, in fact I’m very afraid

Because I have to stand before them each and every day and act as if I’m brave

No I’m not brave .No not at all every walk that I take determines my fall

I have no faith no faith at all, because I am the one who sees all of my flaws.