Questions answered.
no i don't do much damage.
no, it doesn't hurt;
line after line,
and a grave in the dirt.
no i don't hate my life,
well maybe sometimes.
depression's a curse.
no that's not a lie.
no i don't want attention.
could you just go away?
i can feel the tension.
and i'm starting to fade.
This poem is about:
Me
My family