slow drained

 I have noticed the more I seal my confidence deep inside me, the more harder it is to get it back out of its cage. Even if I force the confidence outta me, the me that is use to this depression doesent want to take it out ( how sad ). but sometimes I fought through the depression and took a peice of my confidence  and self esteem out. but just in a day or two i just get trap all over again.The only way that imma win this fight is to convice my depression side to notice that its not depressed no more. Even in humor I always find a reason to be depressed. If it wasent for the bull that I had to put up with. . .

Intro

    My name . . .is not important. you could just call me Ace. I am in my mid teens already, and i am yet living in a dead body. what I mean is that I've been witnessed in a whole bunch of depressing, emotinal, and flabbergasting conflicts. Belive it or not I should be dead by now. I should be a dead body drifting in the waters, A student on the ground under a car, a emo hun by a belt in his closet; but I refused to let the darkness inside me. I am as quiet as a mouse, but still Im ignored as a rock with no minerals. I have 4 brothers and 1 sister, and the house is always full. the only person who actually is intrested in what i have to say is the lil brothers. they are exited to know haw was my day at school. but sometimes they could be a pain in the a