I'm sorry...I just don't know what's wrong with me..

The difference is,
Now I cant call you anymore…
I cant hear your calming voice,
I cant hear your words
That made me always feel better,
Now I am just all alone
In this dark and cold room

I was a flower that bloomed and sparked way too fast. He took me in ’cause I was pretty in all kinds of colors but way too soon I stood on his table sad and dried up. I forgot to nourish myself and the sun never shone from my sky.

Once you start down the slippery slope of depression, it's hard to climb off of it. And sometimes you don't want to climb off of it.

I've never been the most important person to anybody - not even myself.

Sometimes I feel like all the crap in the world is building up inside me, like all the bad is just filling me like a balloon. I push it all back, live my happy life.
But sometimes that balloon exposed and all the crap lands on everything around me.