Awry

Presently things are a mess

Still there are moments when I feel that I am blessed

I hate writing about dark things

I would much rather uplift people and see the happiness that it brings

However it's hard to be something that your not

Happiness has long gone so here's the plot

Currently I'm in over my head, with feelings that I would only find peace if I was dead 

I'm young and smart with an old soul heart 

Always caring but it's like all I have is depression

A bunch of people in my life with little understanding

Of this thing called life, instead of curbing strife

We push love aside no room for pride

We're all the same no one is to blame there's just forgiveness and the joy It can bring