Is this what depression feels like? I don't think I would know.
From feeling nothing to feeling nothing, down I go.
Quite a dark and lonely road.
Down a path and a left turn, here I am.
Where again?
I wouldn't know.
Spacing out in class to getting yelled at.
To the library and down a dark alley.
Where again?
Oh.
Getting mad at little noises to tearing up in simple arguments.
Another left turn.
I'm not sure where I am again.
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