"Are you aware of the shape I am in?
My hands they shake.
My head it spins.
And deep in my mind,
Where nothing is fine,
I have begun to loose my mind.
So don't you dare mock a pain you haven't endured,
Depression is as real as cancer."
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The Little Things
PoetryA collection of poems, quotes, stories, and thought provoking paragraphs. Some are my very own work and others have been spoken to me in a time of need that I related to so closely and that help me so much that I just can't wait to share them with...
