I was looking at some cool poems on the web, and a few in particular inspired me to write my own! Its sad but,...eehhh I still think it's an okay poem, at least it ryhms.
I am a person of survival
But growing up that was not really my title
A dead soul screaming for revival
A young girl that became suicidal
I felt the hits and kicks of society
Probably the reason why I suffer from anxiety
I was never in the form of perfection
So I became the best example of neglection
Though I still suffer from this pain and abuse
By now I'm probably a few screws too lose
I can barely recongize my own reflection
And thats the story of how I became a victim to depression.
--> credit to ME <--
(@kawaiisweets129)
