Depression is like the weather,
sometimes the sunlight peaks thorough
sometimes its pouring worse then ever
sometimes its dull
and sometimes its a storm
the wind picks up
and youre begining to feel scared
you hide away
hoping it doesnt kill you
praying that youll be safe
some people make it
some people dont
but the diffrence is
that the storm sometimes stays
it doesnt go away
it rages inside your head
when you feel like the worse is over
it comes crashing down
like i said some people make it
some people dont
i wont
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poems for you
Poetryi know that nobody is going to read this but pls dont copy or judge. i wrote these
