When I make a mistake,
I know it.
I feel it.
I tear myself apart.
I lose sleep.
I don't stop thinking about it.
so when I say I'm sorry,
Know that I meant it.
I'm my own toughest critic
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A Poem For Depression & Love
PoetryThis is for all the sad ppl, sad boi/girl hours ect... We all feel sad sometimes. And others, heartbroken. But more and more people are being diagnosed with depression and anxiety daily and the getting worse. Please, reach out to someone if you need...