I feel so insecure and critically low,
When they stare at me college,
I contemplate going to the top balcony and falling to the ground below,
Someday I wish that I was blind,
So with there cold and judgemental faces,
Its me that they will not be able to undermined,
My mind is on the run away train of depression,
I am nearing boiling point
If I am not to careful it could all be over within a flash,
I have to keep calm,
Because I am not about to let all my dreams and ambitions turn to ash,
Here we go again! I could be facing an another anxiety relapse,
I try to build up my self esteem whilst I walk,
But as walk through those doors my smile seems to collapse,
The icing on the cake of sadness is,
I have my cruel cousins friend making her presence known,
I think I wont be alive much longer is they don't stop staring,
and if she doesn't leave me alone,
I am entering a storm of great depression
because I am just not the same,
But still know matter what it takes I will not lose this game,
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