Questions answered.

no i don't do much damage.

no, it doesn't hurt;

line after line,

and a grave in the dirt.

no i don't hate my life,

well maybe sometimes.

depression's a curse.

no that's not a lie.

no i don't want attention.

could you just go away?

i can feel the tension.

and i'm starting to fade.

This poem is about: 
My family



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