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Does anyone know the price I've paid?
Of course they don't, they know nothing.
The things running through my head never seem to end.
I want to get out.
But the demons in my mind walk about.
It's just an uphill battle from here,
Because in reality, all we fear is fear.
They've got to be better days,
A sky without rain,
Feelings without pain.
Let the sun come out;
With it's brightness comes hope.
Hope for a better today.
Hope for a better tomorrow.
Hope for a better me.
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Wandering Words of a Perpetually Depressed Teenager
Poetry"What you must understand about me is that I'm a deeply unhappy person" ~John Green I've struggled for the better half of my life with depression and social anxiety disorder. I wish I could go back. Back to primary school when feelings just consiste...
