Being deppressed can kill you!

by WHY ME?!   May 15, 2006


Depressed is Black like a cold dark room and seeing no light when you
are looking at the sun.
It burns in my heart every minute every day.
It reminds me of the time my parents said they didn’t care and that
they were done.
It makes me feel unwanted as if I am an orphan begging for life.
It makes me want to cry my eyes out, but with no one by my side.

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