Some days I am needy but I'll try to manage myself so I won't be a bother.
Some days I realized that things totally changed, like it's supposed to make me but now, it's breaking me.
Some days, I am far.
Some days, I am low and some days, I am high.
Some days, I am wrecking but I don't acknowledge the tormenting feelings to live, so I continue everyday.
Some days, I forget things.
Some days, things are uncontrollable.
Some days, frustrations are killing me.
Some days, I am asking for reality.
Some days, I just wanted to stop.
But I know, some days, someday.
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At Eighteen
RandomHi! This is a compilation of poetries and essays I usually made to overcome my depressive episodes. Help me overcome every dark nights and help me share hopes and acknowledge purposes.
