Depression So to be depressed I have to wear long sleeves and ey I have to straiten my hair, and sl Why my wrists? Why should I dress in a way thats 2 3
…… How can you look at me and say Im My own family says I’m flawed The love of my life told me he did Kill me Kill me 1
Tight Rope Walking on a tight rope of sorrow I see the end Of my tunnel of darkness But the closer i get The farther it seems
Beasts Beasts How do they see something so absen This “beauty” I see a disappointment I see something that will never be 1 1
