Dear, Eren

A poem I wrote to a friend, explaining about my depression and why I refuse to let her call me by name.

Eren, for this very simple reason, I am sorry There once was a girl that made my life starry. She was beautiful and wonderful And my my life hopeful The same way you do today It's... why I'm ready to obey. She had a beautiful voice, a lot like yours I'd follow her around, and she'd leave me with sores Our relationship was very very rocky and funny thing it started with Pockey We went out and had lots of fun and I was so happy, as my life had just begun Then one day, she left me behind Her body, was all they could find She only called my by my name So when you say it, it brings me shame You and her sound exactly alike Especially when youre singing on the mic

There's no more I need to tell

Just know, you've pulled me out of my shell