I'm sick of being happy,
i now feel insane.
i wanna be depressed,
like a ravers fantasy.
don't get me wrong,
i was once that way.
i'm loosing sight of shore,
and who i really am.
anti depressants,
grade eight,
you ruined my shot.
last summer i felt sad,
now all i think is that i was truly happy.
i struggled with food,
punching myself every day.
bruises instead of scars,
anorexic little whore.
"Britney spears" i want you back,
i want you just for the lore.
ravers dream depression,
drug addictions and more.
i didn't eat for 3 whole days,
could go for more.
fuck every tryna save me,
i know who i am.
i want summer 2023 back,
depression and more.
anger issues,
scared of who i am.
now i feel numb,
more meat to the bone.
i weighed myself yesterday,
im 20 pounds heavier then before.
i miss being 90 pounds at 5'3 and 13 years old,
an anorexic ravers fantasy.
i miss listening to gore,
dream ravers fantasy,
come make me your little coke whore.
pictures from the best 2 months of my life convinced i was depressed
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PoetryFirst few chapters are about this girl then the rest is just my life and me venting. If anyone read this please dont comment shit like "are u ok" or "talk to someone" i really dont need that and i present these problems alot stronger then they are i...