I would put on my headphones to block out the world.
Help focus on what I was doing.
So I wouldn't hear the voices saying how I was doing everything wrong.
I make sure that the music is blaring.
Because all they do is scream.
I am never enough.
They don't understand.
But the music does.
It's funny how just by a listinging to simple song your mood automaticly changes.
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The Darkest Corner Of The Mind
PoetryPoems that I feel that everyone in a dark place or have been in a dark place can relate too. To depression, to telling your younger self to change it's way so it doesn't end up like you. If you have any recommendations to how I could improve it then...
