15 years old
And hating my own life
Suffering from major depression
While feeling pain and strife.
I’m still 15
And so empty inside
But from my thoughts and desires
I can no longer hide.
15 going on 16
Soon I will be free
To live my own life
And be all that I can be.
15 years and 10 months
I’m not who I was before
I’ve never been completely perfect
So I ask what am I still here for.
Only 15 years old
And I cry every night
My life is now full of darkness
With no real hopes in sight.
I’m still 15 years old
With thoughts of self-injury running through my head
But now my life has become
About everything unsaid..
