My hands shake as i despreatly try to get free from the icy clutches of life,
Pills are in my pockets that the perscribe to me, but they do know good.
Friends say they can feel my pain, and that i can pass through it,
They don't know the misery i feel from day to day as people push me, try me, and tease me.
I have depression.
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In My Eyes....
Teen FictionDepression is something you can't say you know how they feel until you have seen it through their eyes, and have reached into the thoughts that cause this sometimes fatal illness.......
