Depression

 

I feel alone.

Who I am, how I feel, it’s all unknown.

They shove past me, they bump me into the lockers and they don’t even look back.

Not realizing I'm even there, what is it that I lack?

I know I have the personality; it’s the walls you just need to break through.

No one looks at me, no one talks to me, and I can’t help but ask who?

Who is going to be the one to love me?

Who is that one person that it’s supposed to be?

I know I have a soul mate.

But this pressure, this stress it’s getting hard to wait.

My life is a perfect demonstration.

I'll be the ‘’what not to do’’ presentation.

True love please rush my way.

I'm going to end it soon; it’ll be my last day.

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