Who the fuck cares if I'm depressed?
The world will not adjust for me.
I'm the one who needs to adjust.
But I don't have the energy for that anymore.
Depression has as already sucked every energy that I had.
Can I just die?
YOU ARE READING
Whims
PoetryMy random thoughts daily, writing to avoid being engulf by my sanity. If I stop writing, it means its the end for me.
Adjust
Who the fuck cares if I'm depressed?
The world will not adjust for me.
I'm the one who needs to adjust.
But I don't have the energy for that anymore.
Depression has as already sucked every energy that I had.
Can I just die?