lilac

DEPRESSION
everyone has left me.
I am empty
I have no friends
I did nothing but care for everyone
I did nothing but love
I am not free, my humanness is killing me
I am finding it hard to breathe.
There is nothing I desire..I am pitiful
I gave myself away in pieces
music makes me cry and people make me run from them
i could be strong, but if i was strong it would be a facade
i am like a mannequin
its guts spilling out
realizing it is in fact alive
but to what extent?
I live for others.
the others say, "dont live for us, live for yourself!"
the others don't know me very well.