D.A.K.O.T.A Poem by Dakota Ellerton

Do I always have to be so depressing?
And do I really have to give up so easily?
Knowing me, probably.
Only I'd know those sorts of things.
Thought to be honest knowing those things,
Always keep me up late.

Even though I try to smile.
Lies, I don't really try, not that hard.
Lately i've just been a good actress.
Eventually someone will notice.
Reality isn't that hard to miss, is it?
Truely I don't know anymore.
Orginally I thought life was a good show,
Now, I believe it to be a bad one.