You tell yourself
You aren't good enough for a love like that
But you deserve it
You deserve spending the rest of your life
With someone that loves the same music
That loves the rain just as much as you
Who would make you coffee in the morning
And whisper I love you
Then gives you kisses on the forehead
As you wrapped up in his arms
You deserve a love
That seems almost too impossible
Because your heart is his whole world
You tell yourself
But give love a try
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Depression
PoetryDe•pres•sion /dèpreSH(e)n/ 1. The feeling of serve despondency and dejection "I'm often silent when I'm screaming inside." - CREDITS TO THE OWNER WHO WROTE SOME OF THESE--Will state the ones that are MINE. Don't fight me over this.
