People say to talk to someone about it,
But I don't see a point.
They think that I'm young and have no problems.
To them I'm just some stupid kid.
They don't see me as a person.
So why talk to people?
I'm just some child in that no one takes seriously.
So tell me, why bother talking about it?
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Depression (on hold)
Poesía"Some people's biggest fear is dying. Personally, I don't understand that. I welcome death, I pray for it, I desire it." A mix of poems and random thoughts of a depressed teenaged girl. ***This book mentions self harm and suicide***
