Different Perspective

Depression

That girl.. Over there.. She tried so hard.. And she got so, so far.. Buts words do hurt. They hurt so much! And , this is her story....
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My day started the same as hers, but.. It has a twist. Something everyone seems to miss.
*alarm buzzes*
I turn over and slam on the alarm. Then, I got up. I first got some water. Cause, I was thirsty. But, since this is no morning routine in skipping through everything. I put on my makeup, threw up my hair and put on my outfit. Nothing fancy. Nothing new. Grabbed my shoes and I was out...
*arrives a school*
I completely ignore everyone. I put my music in and tune everything out. I barely talk. But, when I do it's normally me apologizing for something I never did. School is complete and utter crap. Yeah, it teaches you. But that's about it besides the drama, and the low curriculum crap lessons. In class people talk. Talk about things they shouldn't be. It gets to me. And if I say something I get judged.. Like, if they were making fun of someone for sexuality or something. Their just ignorant.... But yet... You never really get them out of your mind. Do you?
No... See, depression has two sides in my opinion. The one that doesn't give a fuck;and the one that gives too many fucks.. But, you find yourself thinking. Knocking yourself down more than they did. Telling yourself lies. Seeing everyone breathing.. While you drown. Why.. Why you, why me... Why have you done this society..