P̶h̶o̶t̶o̶ t̶a̶k̶e̶n̶ b̶y̶ m̶e̶
Depression,
We're evaluation,
Of people who want "attention"
it's an obsession,
So what is the question?
We have a choice to go a certain direction,
We can't find digression
No words can be found, when we look at our reflection.
Hate for ourselves.
On the shelves of depression.
