Inspired by the song Drugs by Eden.
Hello... I know I haven't updated in forever and a day but I'm here now! I just started school back up and it's a living hell. But luckily with that horror comes some good writing topics so... yay?
Anyways this is really bad but I hope you enjoy!
Drugged by depression is how I see, it's how I breathe.
Because I'm a fucking mess sometimes, half the time I feel like I can't breathe.
Oh, I'm not me when I'm like this but I like me when I'm like this.
You're not you when you're like this but ain't that just the point.
So you expect me to love you when I can't even love myself?
Because we all know I'm a fucking mess most of the time and I walk around and I don't breathe.
I pretend that I don't see what you're doing to me.
I'm drowning in shallow waters and I'm to tired to swim cause I gave all my energy to him.
So hell just let me die because I gave out all of my cares to worthless things and now I don't give a fuck about anything.
Because I'm a fucking mess sometimes and I can't think strait.
Can someone just give me a break.
Because though I like me when I'm like this but I'm not me when I'm like this... and this fix is loosing its point.
~maddie
Idk what y'all expected, I told you it was bad.
Hopefully I will have a better one posted next so you won't totally loose hope in me....
ok byeeeeeeeeeeeee
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