How helpless were all of you
to see me cry so hard
but do nothing
and just watch?
You can't make any difference.
None of you knows the real story.
I'll never share it to anybody.
You don't know how much depression
I'm going over through.
So, if you can't bare to see me like this;
I beg you to just leave.
YOU ARE READING
Dysphoria
PoetryThis is about everything that shatters me, and it's all just because of little things.
