Feel that weight on your shoulders,
Kind of like boulders,
Teardrop in her eye,
The just wants to die,
Pills behind that door,
When she needs more,
Started with that weight on the shoulders,
As she wrote her goodbyes,
Came that last teardrop in her eyes.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Poems ive made due to depression, yes i know they suck.
Şiirjust life after i left wattpad for a bit was rough, i did make some poems when i had time. im sorry i was gone so long. forgive me please!
