Why won't the pain go away?
Why dose everyone keep saying it gets better when it doesn't?
Why are my wrists begging to be cut and my stomach for the whole bottle of pills?
Why are the voices telling me to kill myself?
Why can't anyone help me?
Why do I feel this way?
Why can't I be normal?
Why do I hate to live?
Why would anyone try to tell me that people are not that bad?
Why can't they see what they are doing to me?
Why am I alone?
Why won't anyone answer me?
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Depression Quotes
Poetry*Trigger warning* You don't know why you're exhausted? You're fighting a war inside your head everyday. If that is not exhausted I don't know what it is.
