Crying Poem by Teens

Poem About Horrible Depression

I wrote this about my own life. I feel like someone needs to know how I feel.

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Summer, I believe you. I'm 19, and I've been suffering from Anxiety and Depression since I was 15; only a year ago did I realize what was happening to me and that IT WASN'T MY FAULT. Your...

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The Happy Girl

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Published: June 2014

She is happy and friendly,
People say every day.
Shy but happy,
And loving, they say.

But if they looked closer,
Into her eyes,
They would see all the pain,
The pain she lives through and hides.

Why can't they see into
The poor girl's soul?
The girl who suffers bullying
But no one is told.

She hides it well,
Never tells anyone.
But when no one is there,
She lets the tears run.

She cries and screams,
All day and all night.
But if someone is there,
She hides it in fright.

No one knows the pain,
Because of her mask.
She lives through each day,
Impossible tasks.

She hopes that soon
She will be OK.

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  • Gwayla Chase by Gwayla Chase
  • 4 months ago

I am here to help in any way that I can. I mentor youth...especially those with depression & anxiety...as I have suffered from (and been a warrior!) my entire life. Never allow ANYONE to use the "V" Word (victim) when referring to you. This includes you when you think of yourself. You are not a victim! You are a warrior! A survivor!

  • Summer Blackheart by Summer Blackheart
  • 7 months ago

My name is Summer. I'm a 14-year-old girl. Every day I suffer through the pain of depression and anxiety, I've told very few people about this, none of which I know in person. I've tried talking to people about it, but they never believe me.

  • Sarah Smith by Sarah Smith
  • 4 months ago

Summer, I believe you. I'm 19, and I've been suffering from Anxiety and Depression since I was 15; only a year ago did I realize what was happening to me and that IT WASN'T MY FAULT. Your poem really touched me because I write too, but what really touched me is that at such a young age you're already kind of understanding what's happening to you. Summer, I'm with you. Hold on for my sake xoxoxo

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