You cry yourself to sleep, Every single night, Wishing to be perfect And everything to be alright. And in the day I smile, And then I say 'hey, All you do is utter something vile, And glare or walk away. I try to help you, But of course you stay alone, Because there's nothing I can say, And nothing I can do. ---------- I'm really bad at poems but this was just on my phone sitting there. This was when I was suffering from depression and had thought to write a poem subtly hinting at how my friends dealed/tried to do something to lift my spirits even in the slightest. I may eventually delete this (if I can) because it's not even that good/nice/uplifting... :c Please tell me about what you think of this really bad poem, it'll help.