It's not cute
It's not pretty
It is not some sort of trend
But it's real
And it's here to stay
And here it shall
Whether you're tall
Whether you're small
It affects anyone who lets down their guard
Anyone who dares to help
Is sucked into the black hole
But don't worry
We say we're fine
Just so you don't suffer
We're okay
Because it's okay to be sad
To cry every night
And fall into depression
And to never escape the haunting thoughts
"I hate myself"
"I should be dead"
"Why have I not offed myself?"
We stray from the path
And continue to fall deeper
And deeper
And deeper
But it's okay to be sad
When, for no reason, you scream in pain
When you're awake at night
Because you can't go to sleep
The thoughts are tearing you apart
Bit by bitYou blink
You are out of the game

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If Life Doesn't Kill You, Emptiness Will.
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