Depressed Poem by Tiara Neal

She knew she wanted to hurt herself.
She would do anything and try her best.
Sucking up what ever was left.
Everybody knew it.
She was Depressed.

She knew she wanted it to be over.
All she could think about was death.
Trying not to leave you with that sign.
Everbody knew it.
She was Depressed.

Thinking, everbody knows.
But she held it in, deep in her chest.
Trying not to cry in class.
Everybody knew it.
She was Depressed.

She doesnt want to learn about suicide.
She could care less.
But cant tell people that.
Everybody knew it.
She was Depressed.

Nobody knows what she feels.
Although they try their best.
It would help alot
If only she knew she was DEPRESSED.

To: Ms. Pearl