I'm not ashamed to say...
That I've been through some things...
This one does mention God/faith in one or two...
Some days...
This little do-dad is extremely dark, and comes...
I want to die. Why...
Some days I hurt so bad...
I just want to cry...
Too many days gone by...
Where I feel like a fraud...
I hate my life I just wish I was dead
Cause every day someone always tells how to live...
Dark sky,
Night falls...
It hurts to make it through...
One more day...
I can no longer live with the emptiness that lies...
Day after day...
I wish someone would understand
The feeling inside me is nothing grand...
DEAD INSIDE BY EMILEE EACKER this pain i hold it...
living in hell i 'm already here why not stay a...
Who am I?
Depression is a solid brick in my heart...