Confession

Alone I feel every second of every day

There is no real cause to why I feel this way

No person or thing, no action at all

I break down inside because I feel I have no one to call

What happens when you combine anxiety with depression

Let me open up and make a confession

The face you see is a mask of my true self

Underneath and inside my broken mental health

My happy personality is so far from the truth

Of a level of sadness developing since my youth

Daily I am faced with this seemingly unbearable pain

As I think to myself why are these thoughts coming from my own brain

Confession-Jaelen Johnston 8-4-16

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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