Apparently,
My music has made me depressed.
Apparently,
My friends have caused me to starve myself.
Apparently,
The internet has caused me to cut myself.
Apparently,
All of my actions,
Were caused by those I love.
Apparently,
None of it is because of the way I was raised.
Apparently,
None of it is because of the blatant favoritism of my brother.
I'm sorry,
Mom and Dad,
But this is somewhat your fault.
YOU ARE READING
Maybe it Will End
PoesiaWARNING TRIGGER Just a collection of poems that are written about self harm and depression. All poems written by me unless said otherwise Cover by lilydawnxx
