Its my skin,
I can cut,
burn,
grab,
twist,
peel,
or destory it all I want,
but I am stuck with it.
I am stuck with it.
I can never escaoe it.
Might as well acpet it.
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Depressed Teenagers These Days
PoetryWell.. I am really getting into writing so I decided to go ahead and start a Depression/Anxiety/Suicidal quotes & how it is being a kid these days dealing with this shit.  Some will be my own creation, and some will be reall...
