IWantToChangeTheWayYouSeeMentalHealth
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Why?
Because one little tablet,
something so small,
it could fall down the drain...
-clink-
through your fingers,
puposefully or not,
changing not one,
but soo many,
lives.
You make my skin crawl
For you are unaware of your actions
you say for you are not the predator
But for me,
I am your prey.
Everyday I hide in my dark shadows
The stress of you pushing your weight all on me
it's so unfair i just want to be free from your cruelty
the pain of your words endured in a millasecond
i'm yelllnig to stop but you just cannot help it hey!
