Depression in this beauty Dispare in this hope I wished for something more And now it's too much to cope

The peacefullness dances on my soul As the pain tears at my heart To be beautiful and loved Of one, I've barely played the part

Uncontrolled emotions Rip open my wounds, make them sore Exposing them for what they arn't Kind and beautiful to it's core

Loved for this disease Is better than not being loved at all Yet calm and content I am willing to give you my all

By: Mika Buell January 18, 2003 7:15 p.m.

Inspired by: Sitting in my floor looking out the balcany window at the beautiful snow.. wishing I could be the same.