You don't take drugs,
You don't slit your wrists,
You have money,
You get every wish.
Everything's right,
So why have a care?
Because, for some reason,
Depression is there.
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Life Straight Through The Eyes
PoetryTRIGGER WARNING: this story contains sad and depressing topics that may be disturbing and/or triggering to some audiences. read at ur own risk xx ;( "I'm not mad that I was ever born, I'm mad that I want to die. And that makes me want to die even mo...
¿why care?
You don't take drugs,
You don't slit your wrists,
You have money,
You get every wish.
Everything's right,
So why have a care?
Because, for some reason,
Depression is there.
