The Angst of Depression
DO YOU SEE ME SUFFER?
I’m not your damn toy
just stop trying to act tougher
I’m losing my mind over you boy
Do you see me calling out for help?
I’m trying to survive
Just thinking about yourself
I’m not sure if I want to be alive
Do you want me to stick around?
I’m getting weaker by the minute
Just fell on the ground
I’m freeing my spirit
Do you love me?
I’m growing cold
Just not quite yet free
I’m about to do the untold
This poem is about:
Me
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