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But why would i think

This feeling would last?

I'm so confused

Why didn't it last?

That old part of me is half

Here and half gone, and its weird.

I still giggle and bitch around

Never been the quiet minded

Depression dosn't have to make you quiet

I just got open minded

I'd became more bitchy

But i also became teenager

So whats the different?

I lost my shit

When someone said

Depression only makes you,

Stressed.

And i'm here like

What about the lonelyness?!

What about the sadness?!

What about the fucking thoughts killing you inside your head?!

They clearly dosn't know what depression is.

Even this poem is A mess.

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