So,Whats the point?
I forgot what's its like to smile
I forgot what's its like to be a lovely person
I forgot what it feels like to live and like it
now I just exist or nearly so
so tell me whats the point of living a life pretending
a smile every fucking hour of the day
pretending to be nice and adorable just for them to like you
What's the point?
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In too deep -Depression and selfharm
PoetryA collection of poems and quotes about self harm ,suicide ,anxiety and depression . Number 14 in poetry -Jul 2016 Number 11 In poetry -August 2016
