We are all a little damaged.
Some of us hide it better than others,
But on some level,
We are all torn up.
We take it out on others and beat through life carrying it all.
We'll end up damaging someone else.
And most of the time,
We won't even notice or bother to care,
Because we're all too busy with our little disaster called life.
YOU ARE READING
Depression.
PoesíaSome quotes are long, and this book is about mental illness I guess, mainly focused on depression. Is completely finished.
