Now before I get into the actual poetry, allow me to explain something. I write poetry to express my feelings and experiences in this world. Keep that in mind while reading. Thank you. "The Story of A Depressed Teenager" He wakes up with tears in his eyes from the night before. He rolls around from under the sheets, thinking of the long day ahead. But he just wants to go back to bed. Forced into this world, he gets ready for the day. Eats breakfast. Brushes teeth. "This day will last" he sighs. Walking into school with a skip in his step, but yet cries soon after. Disguising the pain with joy and laughter. He sees all of his friend in the beginning of the day. Taking away all of his pain. Class after class, for every walkthrough the hallway, he dies a little inside. Always being the ass end of the joke, or becoming the subject worth the laughter of an entire class. The simple task of caring for others, and yet no one has the time for him. He goes home every, single, day: to cry into his stuffed panda. This is the story of me: a depressed teenager. Thanks for reading! <3 -Husky