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Everyone talks about depression as if they know it.
But what they don’t know is that depression is a hooded figure standing just outside of a wooden doorway,
Who am i?
who do i look like?
i look like a boy
with a distinctive face
i look like a girl
when i choose to.
I am a leader
i lead the flutes
i watch my "children" grow
Understand, this is not right.Listen, hear me warn you.This is not a fair fight.You will fail, win, lose.
It all started one day
she got threatened, got made to do something she didn’t want to do
thought it would get better, but no, it stayed the same
