I hate this
I hate how even though I have a good life,
I'm always sad
They dont know what's going on
They don't bother asking.
No way am I telling them
No way I'm telling them I hate myself
Want to cut myself
Want to FEEL SOMETHING.
I always feel so used
And torn,
Shattered to no helping
I'm helpless
Yes, that's it
The monsters in my head call me stupid
Worthless.
I hate
That I'm helpless.
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Depressing Poems
PoetryMy thoughts. My words. MUST ASK FOR PERMISSION TO USE. Warning- these are sad and may be triggering. Read with caution
