It was Christmas Day
And I sat at the table
Counting up the calories on my plate
I was terrified and no one cared
It was Easter Day
And I sat a little further from the table
Picking at the food on my plate
I hardly ate a bite and no one cared
It was thanksgiving day
And I sat with my hands in my lap at the table
I didn't eat a single bite and no one cared
It was Christmas Day again
There was an empty place at the table
They didn't set a plate for me
I starved to death and no one cared
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
