Where is that cheerful girl I used to know?
I look in the mirror and it's like I don't even recognize myself.
I look so down and tired, I don't see that girl that was so happy so long ago.
What happened to the days I would smile?
Where are the days that my heart wouldn't break?
Where have I gone?
I see that girl when I look in the mirror, but she's too far gone.
I can't bring her back to life she's feeling to much strife.
I feel her inside me, but my depression won't let her come out.
I think the old me is gone without doubt.
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Cuts. Scars. Loss. Depressed. Alone. Scared.
PoetryThese are poems I wrote. I hope you guys like it.