"Is something wrong?"
**Yes. Everything's wrong. The entire world is wrong and I'm stuck in the middle of it, and I don't even know what I feel anymore. It's all a big emptiness that will never be filled. I can't sleep at night because there are too many thoughts running through my head. I don't feel needed or wanted, I'm just here, digging a big, dark hole in the ground with no purpose whatsoever. I'm lost, and I'll never be found. I don't belong. I have everything but still something is missing. Everything's missing. The work has messed me up so bad I don't know who I am anymore.**
"No, I'm just tired."
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The Side We Can't See
PoetryThis book is about depression, cutting, suicide, and feeling alone if you do not like those things or are sensitive to those subjects DON'T read! ****TRIGGER WARNING**** It might be a little to dark or "emo" for you but I am sorry I need to get t...
