Depression is like a war. You either win or die trying. At times you realize how little I mean to people. Depression is a feeling of drowning while everyone else around you is breathing. Nothing will change when im no longer here. You'll carry on, and act like i never meant a thing to you. You don't know what I've been through, the childhood ive had, how much I hate my self, what I do to myself when im alone, how much I just want to give up and how much I cry. I tell people Im tired, but in fact, Im just depressed. Ill tell people Ill be fine tomorrow, But I know tomorrow will be worse...
