I come here and sit thinking
'What is wrong with me?'
I just can't seem to figure out myself. I can't sort out my emotions because I always seem to turn into a monster around you.
I break down in tears asking myself 'who am I?' 'What have I done?'
Yet I can't fix it because I don't know how to change.
YOU ARE READING
Depression ✔
PoetryThis is just my escape. I'm sorry if this doesn't please you. I wrote all this down on my own then typed it. I apologize to anyone if I have your writing. I made all these up on my own while alone. If it was already published somewhere, I didn't kn...
