So many people love me
So many people care
But that doesn't matter
I'm still extremely scared
So many people would help
So many people would mourn
But again that doesn't matter
I'm still so very alone
So many people would understand
So many people I've made promises to
But still it doesn't matter
I know I'll break them soon
So many people love me
So many people care
But for the last time it doesn't matter
If I'm so extremely scared.
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Am I Good Enough Now?
PoetryDepression really sucks, and believe me I would know. So these are the poems of what goes on in my mind, even if I don't say them out loud. Sorry if you don't like them. *Trigger warning*