Corners Stories

Where do I begin? How do I start? Do I have to reveal my true self to you, Or can I keep hiding? The masks I wear are easy to wield It's a second me, something you've gotten used to I love you, I really do So don't doubt me when I say I'll never leave you My depression is like a snake, always constricting me, But here you are, scaring it away How can you do that?  How are you able to make me smile? There are so many thing...