My Book Of Poems

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Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror and feel like such a waste of space?
Zero talent, zero personality, a failure in everything you do?
When you have to drag yourself out of bed every morning, go through the motions of the day, till you can lie down again and forget about everything, if only for a few hours?
Have you ever felt the despair when your only source of reprieve eludes you?
When countless thoughts torture you throughout the night as you wish for peaceful slumber?
And you stay awake, wondering what you have done with youre life, what you are doing with your life..
Have you ever sat amongst your friends, surrounded by family, holding the hand of a loved one, and yet felt so alone?
Have you ever looked into a mirror, wishing it could all end so you wouldn't have to look at your pathetic self anymore, but too scared to do it anyway?
Tell me
Do you sit by and watch the days go by, as minutes turn to hours, hours to days, days to years..
Please do tell me, if you also wake up and put on a smile just to get through another day, one that gets you closer to the edge...
Until you finally tip over...