The Wilting Wallflower

I feel so alone

There may be many people

But that doesn't matter

Sometimes I'm alone

And want to be around people

But at the same time I don't

I don't tell any of my friends

They would try to understand

Or say to talk to a counselor

Because I am depressed

But that's not the case

Human interaction isn't always for me

I'm more of a wallflower

And people try to change me

Those are the times that I hate interactions the most

But really I am depressed

And no one can see it

I hide it behind a mask of happiness

And they believe in my false feelings

Without a second thought

I am not alone

I have a lot of friends

They are happy thinking that I am alright

But in reality I am depressed

And there is no way to fix that

This poem is about: 
Me

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