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I wrote this poem, kinda nervous but here goes nothing.

You only love me when I'm happy,
As I'm joking with the crowd,
You only love me when I'm smiling,
The painted face of a clown.

Deep down I don't blame you,
It makes sense to love me then.
No one wants to be depressions only friend.

Perhaps maybe only I do,
and perhaps thats why I love you.
I guess I'm drawn to reality behind the beautiful picture that they paint,
They call it insanity these self caused problems I create.

I know what its like to be trapped in time,
I've seen the gates of hell,
I watch the demons dance inside my mind,
I know there are more like me out there.

We are all alone,
Everyone's hell is different that we must conqour on our own.

I don't mind the silence,
In between me and the muffled noises of the world,
Maybe one day you'll love this broken girl.

I know its not easy,
There will be days you'll want to leave,
But don't forget how much I love you,
No one understands you like me.

I love the darkness that comes with your scars,
I float in your troubles soul, like the dreary breeze in fall.

There the trees looking so pretty bare,
Exposed and naked,
Showing branched flaws no one noticed were there.

Its lonely here behind this image I portray,
If I show anyone this side of me,
Everyone pushes me away.

I'm just like you,
I have good days too,

I just feel like no one listens.
I might as well give up on asking you for a helping hand,
I only wish someone would love me,
Enough to try to understand.

Thank you so much for posting this beautiful poem! It hit me where I live--you really could have been describing my life right now. I wish you all the best.