all day she can feel fine;
happy;
hyper;
running on overtime
then she gets home
and all life is drained from her.
why does she feel so glum?
so low?
theres such a difference in attitude,
in her.
its like she completely changes.
like shes had a facade on all day
and now can be free,
only to be held back by the chains;
by the weight,
but of what?
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Depressing poems
PoesiaJust some words strung in a pattern to release how I'm feeling and the thoughts that plague my head.
