on good days,

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this is a poem inspired by a phanfiction I read

on good days, I woke up for school

on good days, I got dressed for the school

on good days I hopped in the car with my over used fake smile and headed to school

on good days I walked into the cafeteria and greeted my friends

on good days I went to home room and played on my phone till 1st period

on good days I attended my classes and tried my best

on good days I get aniexiety attacks

on good days I rode the bus home

on good days I walked into my room and dropped my fake smile

on good days I decided I had enough

on good days I snuck around the house and grabbed bottles of sleeping pills

on good days I wrote a note no teen should ever have to write

on good days I take those 3 bottles of pills and force them down

on bad days I pass out and hope to never wake up

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