Why am I unhappy? I have so much that others would kill for, so why am I unhappy?
This was a poem-ish rant I made close to about a year ago, when my depression was really bad. I was keep on switching back and forth on whether or not I should share this...but I thought I should beca...
I need human interaction as a distraction. Being by myself causes too much friction.
Stuck in this Hell of contradicting confusion. Want to open up but scared about choosing.
I know it's wrong to hide behind fakery, but it seems to be all that's left from my terrible history.
The anger is taking over. I never wanted to yell, but it's like the world is getting colder.
People come by and leave, I'm like a quest no one would bother to complete.
Telling a story I thought you'd be into. But then you turned the other way, to another friend that I can't even name.
School has changed me--for better or for worse, whatever type it chose, it still gave me a bad curse.
You don't ever need to follow these lists. Take what you read, and twist the purpose.
The beautiful thing that I learned On the almost worst day of my life
this one speaks for itself. it's crazy how you're reaching your goals but you feel like you're fading at the same time. live carefully, people.
For this world we live'n in: Satisfaction is unreachable, totally impeachable.
You’d walk home from a day that you thought was going to be okay, but it appeared that even just sitting still was enough to drive you insane.
Scream it all out right now, before it's too late and you begin to shut down.
The good luck man has stricken me dead. Everything is now hanging on a thread.
Why am I unhappy? I have so much that others would kill for, so why am I unhappy?
This was a poem-ish rant I made close to about a year ago, when my depression was really bad. I was keep on switching back and forth on whether or not I should share this...but I thought I should beca...
I need human interaction as a distraction. Being by myself causes too much friction.
Stuck in this Hell of contradicting confusion. Want to open up but scared about choosing.
I know it's wrong to hide behind fakery, but it seems to be all that's left from my terrible history.
The anger is taking over. I never wanted to yell, but it's like the world is getting colder.
People come by and leave, I'm like a quest no one would bother to complete.
Telling a story I thought you'd be into. But then you turned the other way, to another friend that I can't even name.
School has changed me--for better or for worse, whatever type it chose, it still gave me a bad curse.
You don't ever need to follow these lists. Take what you read, and twist the purpose.
The beautiful thing that I learned On the almost worst day of my life
this one speaks for itself. it's crazy how you're reaching your goals but you feel like you're fading at the same time. live carefully, people.
For this world we live'n in: Satisfaction is unreachable, totally impeachable.
You’d walk home from a day that you thought was going to be okay, but it appeared that even just sitting still was enough to drive you insane.
Scream it all out right now, before it's too late and you begin to shut down.
The good luck man has stricken me dead. Everything is now hanging on a thread.