Alone

Lately, I've been trying to be more optimistic and happier. What I forgot about for a little while, I think, is that I cannot be in that feeling forever. I am going to have lows that go along with highs. That's life. For the past few days or so, I've been at a low point. I seclude myself more because I don't want to be around people when I'm feeling depressed, I don't respond to people when they make attempts to contact me. They don't know whats going on with me right now, so I'll return back to them when it's a little better so they don't feel bad. Depression makes me feel alone. It makes me feel unworthy to be in the presence of normal people, which in turn makes me alone i guess.

Sometimes, secretly I wish someone would look over at me and recognize my pain and suffering in my eyes...for I am probably holding back the tears that I so desperately want to get rid of. They don't notice, and I don't know if deep down that is what hurts me even more.