Depression Poem by Teens

When No One Notices

Hello, I'm Kaylee, and I am suffering from major depression. This is a poem I wrote about a week ago. It was one of my really bad days, and no one seemed to notice, so I went to a corner with a pen and paper and ended up writing a poem about how I felt. I hope you can understand what I mean by this poem.

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Hi Kaylee, You have no idea how much help your poem, your expression of your own pain, is bringing to all these other people who share in how you feel. Writing and poetry were always a way...

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The Girl In The Corner


Published by Family Friend Poems January 2017 with permission of the Author.

There is a girl who sits in the corner.
Her heart is crying out.
There are people all around her,
But no one seems to hear her shout.

Her life was once happy,
Full of love and care.
She was always laughing.
There was always someone there,

But now her life seems empty.
What's missing, she doesn't know.
She wears a mask every day.
Her true feelings she doesn't show.

Her once colorful and cheerful life
Has turned so dull and grey.
She once enjoyed her group of friends;
Now she just wishes them away.

For when she is by herself,
She can break free from her shell.
She can let the unhappiness break free
And unleash the devil from hell.

Because at the end of the day,
When everyone's in their beds asleep,
The misery surrounds her,
And the pain, it cuts so deep.

She wants somebody to listen,
Someone to understand.
But when she opens up,
Nobody wants to lend a hand.

So she waits until the sun finally sets
To open up once more.
This time it's no longer in words,
But it results in terrible sores.

These sores cry their tears at night.
The tears aren't transparent but a deathly red.
As they cry, she feels a release
From the terrible pain in her head.

Some people would say she is crazy.
Some people would say she is mad,
But she can't resist the temptation when it arrives,
Even though she knows it's bad.

No one will ever understand this urge.
It's something she can't explain.
She feels shame for the scars on her body
But always ends up doing it again.

You see, this girl is a victim
Of something she can't comprehend.
Deep in her heart she knows she must stop,
For her life she doesn't want to end.

But for now it's the only way she knows
To stop feeling the loss of love and care,
Because at the moment she's invisible.
No one notices she's there.


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  • Susan B. Lovejoy by Susan B. Lovejoy
  • 3 years ago

Hi Kaylee,
You have no idea how much help your poem, your expression of your own pain, is bringing to all these other people who share in how you feel. Writing and poetry were always a way for me to survive my childhood, and being able to express my feelings helped me cope. I suspect you are the same way, so keep writing and sharing your truth, you'd be surprised by how many other people share some part of it.

If you feel overwhelmed, there is no shame in reaching out to a trusted adult in your life and asking for help. Continue writing; your words may end up touching so many lives and helping others. God bless!

  • Kat Smith by Kat Smith
  • 5 years ago

I go through this. I am 13. My whole life is crumbling in front of me. I am no longer a person, just one big scar. I have severe depression and no one can or will help me.

  • Amy14 by Amy14
  • 5 years ago

Everything I have to say is literally every word of that amazingly written poem. I feel the exact same way. I just don't understand how people can't see that someone's hurting. I can look at someone no matter whether I know them or not, and I can tell when someone's hurting or in pain. A lot of times they just say "I'm just tired," but it's easy to tell that's not JUST it. How can people be so blind? Because nobody cares or everyone's too stuck in their own world to see anyone else.

  • Danielle Lawrence by Danielle Lawrence
  • 5 years ago

My name is Danielle Lawrence and I am very sad and depressed and anxious...every day I smile and laugh so people don't ask questions, but deep inside I want help, but nothing so far has helped me. This poem explains my life exactly.

  • Rebecca by Rebecca
  • 5 years ago

I understand your situation, and I was once bullied by some people, but I stood up for myself. My mom didn't know, but I told her after I stood up for myself. but I think she was mad at me for days, but I apologized to her because there was nothing I was going to do. You just have to stand up for yourself and believe in yourself because they would just keep bullying you and you just have to stand up for yourself.

  • Zaeli Landis by Zaeli Landis
  • 5 years ago

I've only cut once, and it left a scar. I still have depression. The worst thing about cutting isn't what it does to you; it's what it does to the ones who love you.

  • Tabitha Hemmings by Tabitha Hemmings
  • 5 years ago

I agree with you. I'm in 7th grade, and I've been cutting since the end of the summer going into 4th grade. My body is one big scar. I get bullied 24/7, y'all. I suffer from severe depression.

  • Bella Smith by Bella Smith
  • 5 years ago

This was so, so sad. My cousin's friend has gone through this and had almost committed suicide, so I know how this feels.

  • Zaeli Landis by Zaeli Landis
  • 5 years ago

Dear Bella,
I'm so sorry about your friend almost committing suicide. My friend has also almost succeeded at killing herself, but I was there to comfort her, and I still am. She told me if it wasn't for me she'd be dead, so you just have to always understand and have an open mind.

  • AriMoon by AriMoon, USA
  • 5 years ago

I understand your pain, I understand your urge, I understand you fear. I'm not sure if you've left that corner behind, but I'm still there. I can't move, and I can barely breathe. The darkness surrounds me, my heart, and my thoughts. I feel corrupted, but I make no move to push the corruption away. My will is too weak. As for the mask, I wear one too. I have for a long time now, ever since the 6th grade. I might not cut, at least not yet, but I definitely feel the urges to. Why do you think I'm on this site? I come here to read and to write and to vent my frustrations and unspoken words and hidden tears upon the world. I come here to breathe and to remind myself that there are others who have the same problems as me. But most importantly, I come here to remind myself that there are people who care, wonderful people who are willing to protect a stranger using their beautiful words and meaningful phrases. And if I can one of those people to you, I'm sure as heck gonna try. Don't give up.

  • Name by Name
  • 5 years ago

Yea, I feel this way as well. It's like the depression inside of me eats me up. It makes me feel worthless and insecure.

  • Casey by Casey
  • 5 years ago

I teared up while reading this. I'm going through a difficult feeling in my life right now, and I can really relate to this. Thank you for sharing this poem.

  • Zaeli Landis by Zaeli Landis
  • 5 years ago

I'm sorry you're having a rough time, but you're not alone. I'm going through a hard time at home too. I'm having family conflicts.

  • Shahatajsarkar by Shahatajsarkar
  • 5 years ago

This is what many teens face every day. It's like we are breaking apart. Everything is drifting apart. Most people say, “I know how it feels,” but they don’t always think about this line before saying it. It feels like you’re suddenly in the middle of a mist, and people fail to see that. You know how people ask, “How are you?” Well, it feels like a lie and you want people to just stay away from you, but then when they don’t you just get angry and suddenly shout at them even when you didn’t intent to. But this is life, isn’t it?

  • Rochelle D'souza by Rochelle D'souza
  • 5 years ago

I found this poem while helping my brother with his poem recitation competition. I actually relate a lot to the above post. I just screamed at my friend today and ended up cutting myself at home. Depression is a horrible feeling. It makes you feel alone in the world. After reading this poem and these stories, I am starting to feel a little less lonely. It feels good to know that there is someone out there who is going through the same thing. Thank you so much everyone.

  • Kaylie Pearl by Kaylie Pearl
  • 5 years ago

Hi, my name is Kaylie also. I was in the middle of trying to find a poem to write down to remember because I don't know how to explain the way I'm feeling. This caught my eye 'cause of the what she said. "Hi, my name is Kaylee and I'm depressed." I felt like this was a sign for me to read. And I'm glad I did because this explains me and how I feel, so thank you Kaylee for sharing your feelings and your poem because you have helped me today as I type this. I'm going to finish writing my page on how I feel and going to give it to my parents, hoping this will help them understand, so thank you.

  • Liz by Liz
  • 5 years ago

I can feel your pain. This is how I feel all the time. Nobody cares that I'm hurting. I'm invisible to everyone. Especially when I open my mouth. Nobody wants to hear what I have to say. Therefore I keep it all inside...

  • Talia_foxy by Talia_foxy
  • 6 years ago

This poem had touched me very deeply even though I may not have depression. Yet sometimes I do have a mixture of feelings like this. We must support and help ourselves and one another.

  • Christine Black by Christine Black
  • 6 years ago

Hi! I'm also suffering from depression and have felt at times that I don't want to live anymore. This poem is really means a lot to me.

  • Margaret Welch by Margaret Welch
  • 7 years ago

I’m a person in depression also. What she said describes a lot of how I felt before I sought help. It makes you feel bad all day long, all the time, and there’s no escape from it until you finally seek the help. Or you see you need help if your child is crying.

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