Have you ever been so sad and when you're asked the reason for your sadness, you can't place your hand on anything in particular?
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Tales Of A Depressed Teen
RandomShort Stories. In between are poems. Random thoughts about the misconceived ideas people have towards me. I'm not happy, I'm just smiling. Plastic smiles always worn outside. Behind doors, it's me, myself and I battling with depression.
Sad without reason
Have you ever been so sad and when you're asked the reason for your sadness, you can't place your hand on anything in particular?
