4.
that's the point, really.
to be bad for your depression.
i want to be bad for your depression -
more than anything.
i want to be so bad for it,
you start doubting
if you like being sad anymore.
i want to be so bad,
you start looking at things
with a little more hope
between your words,
and i want to alter it so much
that you learn to live
without consciousness or shame.
i want to be so bad for your depression
that it cowers away;
that it becomes outnumbered by the good thoughts.
good memories.
good people.
so that your mind might enjoy
the positivity and become tired
of destroying itself. it's so worth a try.
you were bad for mine -
I'm just returning the favour.
being bad for your sadness;
that's the point, really.
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