
These are depressing poems nobody would care to read anyways. I'm just an attention whore, lets get that straight. These poems are nothing anyone can relate to because nobody is as much of a failure like I am. But I have to remember this, nobody will ever hate me as much as I hate myself. I'm not saying whether I came close to tears or not during the process of writing this. Also, you may not want to hit me up or message me because I'm completely unstable and as I call myself "mentally insane" Yes, these are true stories. Now, let me answer a few questions you've probably asked yourself while reading this. Q: Are you actually depressed? A: Yes, why do you care so much? Q: Will these poems suck like shīt? A: Most likely, yes. Why? Q: Are you actually insane? A: That's for you to decide. Q: Am I wasting my time reading this? A: Considering I'm a fuck up, probably. Q: Can I message you or not? A: If you wish. Just prepare yourself.All Rights Reserved