"When I was sixteen my mom told me
I had a crush on rebellion,
And that I was always so close to going the extra mile
Towards falling in love with defiance.
When I was sixteen my mom told me
That I was deeply in love with sadness.
That I had fallen too far to ever start a relationship that did not involve Grey skies.
When I was seventeen my mom told me
That I had finally kissed rebellion enough times to wear a leather jacket.
And that sadness and I were no longer together because the smile on my face shined brighter than the sun."
-You Told Me I Love To Feel
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Poetry♡QUOTES & POEMS♡ If you know someone who's depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn't a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness...
