if i were to disappear
i could rest
at the expense of pain and suffering on those who care deeply about me
oh how badly i want to rest
...
people are tired of me complaining
they shouldn't have to deal with me
maybe if i were to rest it would be for the better
but i cant
i'm too afraid to sleep forever
...
everyone is struggling to meet their needs while growing up
it's worth praising really
but
do i still want to participate in this race
i could reach the finish line now if i wanted to
...
i believe some people are made to grow up to be amazing people
and some people who are made to just
never make it to old age
that's ok right?
perhaps it's destiny
that i'm close to sleeping forever
...
i was never kind to others
i have intense intrusive thoughts of how
some people deserve to die
some people deserve to live
this intoxicating mind that i have
is the reason why i should be gone
i'm a menace to society
what else could i offer
if i'm only a broken soul with a loud evil mind
...
i'm tired
i'm so sleepy
can i stay in bed forever
can i avoid people forever
can i rest
forever
...
if this isn't depression then i don't know what is
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