She's obsessed to make people happy, find the little things that they love and just keep on giving just to make them happy. She would always be in a positive mood so they can be as happy as she was yet behind this facade of bright happiness; there is a depressed, lonely, worthless soul with cracked pieces of happiness. And in this depressed, lonely, worthless soul, there is hope that one day she will as happy as the other souls yet it was selfless of her to give her pieces of happiness to others so that those happy, bright people cannot feel the horrid she has been through. Yet these happy bright souls never knew what a depressed, lonely, worthless soul felt so they couldn't identify who they are so this depressed, lonely, worthless soul coped with her depression till she gave all her happiness away and hung herself with the rope of shame.
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Disturbed Thoughts
PoetryI am a human being like no other, yet with a pinch of imperfection, a teaspoon of guilt, and a ocean of salted tears. Often called worthless and cursed to be six feet under. Living in the island of the forgotten lost, I'll tell you my disturbed thou...
