A Depressed State of Mind

The whole world is against me. They all cast me out. Look down on me. I'm not one of them. They don't know what I am, just that I'm not one of them. I have no one anymore. All my friends have left me. My parents don't care, my siblings don't care, no one around me cares. I could just leave, and never show up again. No one would notice. They would all go on with their lives without thinking twice about it. Or maybe I'm overlooking this. Maybe they do care it was just a bad day. Yeah, that's what it is, just another bad day. It'll all blow over soon.

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