When you try your best,
But you still want to die.
When you try to life,
But you just fucking cry.
When nothing works,
Even the meds.
The only solution
Is to be dead.
People around me
Keep ridiculing the depressed.
How am I meant to
Come forward and confess.
They say tell people your problems, don't stay quiet.
But I have no one to talk about it.
I'm so fucking depressed and no body fucking sees it!
I just want to die and be over with this shit.
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The Harder Part of Life - Poetry
PoetryYes, this is poetry. You probably won't like it or relate to it but aye give it a go. If you're looking at poetry books on here, you're obviously a creative and open soul so you might be able to empathise with me. I don't know. NOTE: My earlier poe...
