I'm starting a new story,
a new book.
That suicidal,
depressed girl
isn't really me,
anymore.
I'm stronger,
happier.
My new book
of stanzas and rhyming word
will either be happy,
or just pure honesty
on my opinions.
I am not suicidal.
Not any more.
That is my past.
It's the old me.
I'm an opiniated young girl.
I'm a girl inlove with love.
I'm a girl with dreams.
I'm a girl who wants everything.
My fucking depression,
or the thoughts the use to cripple my mind,
does NOT lable me.
It shouldn't lable you.
I'm a girl.
Not the old me.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a Suicidal Girl
AléatoireThese are poems I've written through out the years. Please proceed with caution, trigger warning. These poems represent different things I felt while struggling through depression. They represent things I've done, and things I've experienced. Some...
