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I can't sleep
I can't stop
Stop stop stop
And I overthink
And I can't write poems
I hate myself
I hate my family
I hate generally
I asked for help
You joked and laughed
I kicked and screamed
You ignored me
I cried
I didn't reply
Now I'm the bad guy
You say you understand
But you have no clue
It's not always something
It's usually everything
And that,my friend, is depression.
I can still hear you laughing
Shut up.
Sorry I suck at writing poems. There more of an outlet for me.
YOU ARE READING
The honesty behind Pain and Hurting
PoésieIt's a poem, I feel like some will understand, others will think it's about them because it always is.
