Hello darkness my old friend, i've come to talk with you again

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I am not depressed.

I can still smile at pretty things, 

and laugh when jokes are funny.

I can still talk to people, 

and enjoy nice days. 

      But when I go inside,

       when I’m alone, 

       there’s something broken.

       And I fall into a sadness so sweet

        that it engulfs me.

       I look in the mirror, 

       and I don’t like what I see.

       The tears fall when I’m falling

       asleep.

       And I miss something that doesn’t exist.

  I am not depressed.

I’ve just been sad for awhile,

but I can still find the light.

I can still smile.