You, depression, and me
I want to talk to let you know
But I see that you’re dealing,
Barely that is, with your own shit
I see it in your eyes,
In the way you stand
The depression you try to hide
It’s in your voice and
It’s on your mind
This emptiness inside
So I won’t bother you
And make you worry for me
I’ll be quite alright
I just wish I could help,
But all your problems
Seem to be because of me
I love you and I hate
Seeing you hurt like this
I’m so very sorry
What should we do
About you and me
And the depression between
03/11/2020
