I am like a flower

One season I am alive

The other I am dead.

Well by meaning alive

I mean I do not hate me for once

I mean dead by I want to die.

However, I am still here writing this.

I have been through a lot.

Pressure has been put on me.

I cannot take stuff off my shoulders.

It hurts to breathe in the truth.

I cannot think straight with people making nasty faces.

Yet I am here.

No matter how badly I want to leave.

I am too scared to leave.

I know life is not a video game.

You do not get multiple lives.

You cannot delete your mistakes.

You cannot defeat the boss that is stuck on you.

The boss that is stuck on me is my memories.

I cannot get rid of them.

They say monsters are not real.

However, my monster is my past and you cannot change it.

Now I know about my past.

I will not make those mistakes again.

I cannot make those mistakes again.

God is on my side and god is the best medicine.

Yet he has not answered me yet.

I know I may seem edgy.

However, I am not.

I have been depressed.