When Rejection Comes

A poem I wrote in when i lived with my mom. Pre-drama

In depression is where I dwell

With no one to save me from myself

Of all these personalities

The only idiot is me

How could I let myself believe

In something that would grow old & leave

In feelings I knew from the start

Would shribble up & soon depart

Believing people really cared

& in feelings that were never there

I gave in to it though I knew

it all seemed to be true

Sure enough I'm right again

& left to drown in all the pain

All that's left is to spend my days

Waiting for the love to fade

& now it's time to right a lie

While I hold these tears back from my eyes

The true reason I want to die

Is cause I've already died inside.