You wake up. Time for school, you put your clothes on. You walk to the mirror to look at yourself. I look fat and ugly. So you change into something else. You look at yourself in the mirror. I still look Horrible. What can I wear? Nothing looks good on me. So I throw on something random, and I go to school Unhappy.
You walk down the halls, thinking of all the negative thoughts you can think of.
You feel sad, lonely, worthless, fat, ugly, loser. I belong no where. Should I just end my pain?
You go to the therapy, nothing changes your mind. Even how many times the therapist explains to you, you are worthy and beautiful...You don't believe it. How can I out of this mess of negativity?
Your friends know you are drowning in depression, and they pretend they care. But they are the ones who usually make you unhappy at school.
They keep doing the things that hurt you. They push you a little each time to the cliff. Who will safe me? Will there be someone at the ground to safe me? Or would they let me fall?
You feel completely alone. Even though you have your family that supports you, But sometimes parents just don't understand.
You wonder through the bush, amazed how nice nature is. Why can't ''Life'' be the same. Life is hard, You can't do anything hard. You were only taught to do things easy. There will always be a battle or a war against anything you can imagine.
Life is like a roller coaster, that you can never get off the ride. It just keeps going and going non-stop.
Your walking on the beach, leaving footprints on the sand. Listening to the waves, The sun shining on you. Birds flying by. You see kids laughing, running around having fun with their friends. Why can't I Be happy again. Why can't I get through this rough patch. Am I Stuck? Is there away out? I'll eventually find a way out, When will that be? No one knows. When is the happiness going to shine again? Will it be dark forever? All I know. I have to have patience. Even though it will be HARD.
One of the kids invite you to play. You're not alone. There will always be a hand reaching out to you, to safe you.
You may not even realize until you are happy again.
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RandomThis Is HOW I Feel. This Story Is Along The Line, To My Life. Why Am I Sharing This With You? Because I Can't Keep Things Bottled Inside. Here are the voices.
