Maybe,
I’m very much over being sad
I’m very much over bring blue
What I used to do didn’t help
So it’s time for something new
If new is bad
But bad makes it better
So be the bad and so long to the blue
I’m trying to find my smile
I’m trying to find my hue
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Tears Are My Friends
PoetryThis is a compilation of poetry and the prelude to the telling of overcoming depression and taking advantage of your own life! Nineteen year old extraordinaire Delusionally leaves behind her old delusions of incompetence for new delusions that lead...
