How strong are you really?

When you have depression your mind is always gonna think your lonely.

Your persepctive is reality. So what's really reality if your thoughts are warping your mind into believing a lie you're telling yourself. YOU ARE NOT A VICTIM! Unless you choose to be. Make your decision wisely. Time is ever running. You have been given the power. Act now in viciously renewing.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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