I'm depressed
I'm a mess
I feel like I couldn't be anything less
Cuz I'm dumb
And I feel numb
I'm less then nothing
And a no one
I want to go to sleep
Can't stand another day
I think my soul and spirt have lost their way
I don't wanna eat
Or get out of bed and on my feet
Don't want to shower
It's been hours
I haven't stopped staring at the wall
All my thoughts make my skin crawl
Won't brush my hair
I don't care
About anything, like what I wear
I just wanna be done
Because depression isn't fun
Can someone just please hand me a gun?
Cause life is a fight that I just haven't won.
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Poems
FanfictionI am bullied. These poems are to help me vent my emotions. OK? OK. (rated t for some cussing)