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Cold

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Cold hands
Cold feet
Cold body
No smile on my face
No lighthearted attitude
The only thing that shows on me is the deep depression
A depression that brings down the whole crowd
A depression that takes all though and alertness away from me
A depression that is so unlike me that everyone knows something’s not right
A depression that goes from mental to physical
A depression that shrinks me from 17 to 7
Back to the days when I used to think that no one loved me
Back to the days when I would make up people to play with me because my so-called family was too busy to spend time with me
Back to the days when I thought that no one cared
Back to the days when I had no friends to console me
When there was no one for me to look up to
Back to the days when I became the actress that I am now
The actress that can hide her true feelings from the world
The actress that can make the world believe her heart is soaring when it’s really crashing down to hell
That’s me… the actress… the seven… seventeen-year-old actress
But does anyone care?
About me?
Do I care?
About me?