I am a depressed mess
Living in my own depressed world
Swimming under the sea
With the other depressed girls
I cannot find my way to light
The girls and their words pushing me down
How can I find the light when they're always around?
All I want is to be left alone.
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Twisted
PoetryThis is just an emotional outlet for me. P.S. I think I might be bipolar. It is completed until I feel like writing another poem, which I might tomorrow. Please, don't steal any of my work. Thank you **Images are taken from the internet. I do not o...
