Sonnet of Pain.
When your little, you wish for a lot of things,
On my Birthday and all I ever wish for is for peace, in any shape or form.
All I do is get worse. People see me as tired, others see me as sad.
I plaster on a smile for everyone. The reason I don't like taking part in society is because I cry and I just want it to go.
To sleep.
To end it in peace. To stop everything, for everyone.
I just want to go and never come back.
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Depressing thoughts
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