When I look in the mirror,
I can't hel but feel a little bit selfish,
For I still have clothes,
Pets who love me,
Live in a house,
Under a roof,
I get food,
And lots of water,
I have privileges,
And go to a school,
Yet I feel selfish,
For I hate my life,
But others have worse,
And it makes my heart ache,
Knowing I'm being selfish,
About my own life.
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Depression Poetry Book
PoesiaThis is where I will write my poems. These poems are based off my feelings and life, so mostly, if not all of them are sad. - Poems will be added when I get inspired to write them.
