How dare I be depressed when I have a roof over my head. How dare I be depressed when I have food in the refrigerator. How dare I wish to die when there are people out there dying who would do anything to be alive. How dare I be depressed when I have a good life. How dare I spend all day in bed when the suns out. How dare I be so selfish. How dare I be depressed when there are millions of reasons to be happy but there is also a million reasons to be sad. I'm sorry that I have a chemical imbalance in my brain I'm sorry I can't be normal I don't know how.
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The live's I've lived
PoetryThis is a collection of poems and pieces of writing. That I have written over the last 2 years of my life. I've never been one to actually live. To take the risk. A lot of the things I have written are about things that have happened in my head. Or...
