I am not sad.
Something worst than that.
And it's depression.
You can't tell from my expression.
Darkness takes over.
And I'm nowhere near the border.
Never genuinely smile.
Not even if you run 1000 miles.
Go through pain.
Run through the rain.
Just to say hi.
Because my depression says bye.
Everyone else is happy.
All I want is to be free.
To be the genuine me.
But that'll never be.
No matter how much I feel exasperation.
What takes over is depression.
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Random Poems
ПоэзияBasically poems. For when I'm bored. !!!!!!!!WARNING!!!!!!!! A lot of the poems will be depressing or messed up in some sort of way. Please don't assume the poems are about me. Very few are.
