It hits me like a gust of wind from no where
It fills my mind and I have no control
I've noticed myself falling deeper and deeper into it
It's like an addicting sadness,
but with no return
Once a little girl with no worries,
now a teen with pain but no expression
I guess you could call it depression
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Just A Girl and Her Thoughts
PoetryI'm just a girl, a girl who keeps to herself I think about the world, the wonders and the horrors of which we call home My mind is loud like a thunderstorm, yet my voice is as silent as the night So much to say So many thoughts But no, no words are...
