The youth today just aren't the same
They cry and hurt and hate their name
All day and all night
They put up a fight
To stay alive
To simply survive
A pitch black night
No stars in sight
We cry because of pain
But we all get the blame
They call us all vain
But then everyone else is the same
The youth try with all their might
But all they feel is constant fright
All the demons in their head
Exist for so long so they said:
"Depression. Bipolar. Anxiety. Bulimia. Anorexia. Schizophrenia. Paranoia.
They kill us all
The youth become so so small
It's our downfall"
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This is something I wrote for people who struggle with mental health issues of whatever kind, I'm always here for you guys if you ever want to message me and talk ❤️
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PoetryMy honest and brutal thoughts in the form of poetry and other forms of creative writing ///// please, if you get easily triggered by mental health issues or depressing thoughts, please don't read my work, I'd rather have less reads but more people s...
