Depressed

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Disclaimer: this was made when I was depressed! Do not attempt what is said in the poem!!!

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How our lives are slowly changing

Along the course of time

I wish I could control my life

And claim it as mine

I try to stand strong like a rock

But the sands of time will erode

The dreams and hopes inside my soul

As I continue to grow old

From the beating of the river

To the melody of the sea

Something will always shape me

Alone, I shall never be

The only way to gain control

Is to leave all you've ever known

Go into the great silence

Of living alone

Live without any people

Just with trees, grass, and stone

Time will be relative

So your life will be your own

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