Dream
About us
Who we were
Who we could of been
It only brings heartache and pain
It only helps my depression
Become worst
Nothing is becoming better
But it's alright
One day
I will Make it
And
I'll be proud
But just only
If I could feel that way
Today
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The Mask Of Depression
PoetryMy life. My story. Little words. Huge meaning. The thought of being empty and lost in life. The pain lingering within. The mask that you wear so no one may know the pain that is faced by the solider who wears it. The short stories to make you cry. T...
