As I lie here thinking
I can't help but think other are hating
Hating the way I look hating the sound thinking if it was my own life I took.
I can't help but dround
drounding in the thoughts others that they might not even be thinking
I lie here thinking others are hating the way I look hating the way I sound
It was my own life I took, because in the feelings I dround
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Deep, Dark Poetry
Poetryjust some trash poems about depression, anxiety, and other very serious problems ~~ Trigger warnings on all of these!! ~~
