Runaway

I take pills to cure sadness
I write poetry in the dark
Yet you ask me what it is that sets me apart.
I am depressed.

I laugh and smile
And feel pain and experience hurt
Then you'll ask me how I could be so heartless in turn.
I am a person.

I cry out in the night
And sing out in pain but when you see my tears
You act all the same.
I am alone.

You tell me you love me
As you turn to leave
And I can't help but wonder
If you even know me.