Depressed

Rebecca Chapman

05 Feb, 2016 01:25 PM 
Your mom says you're fat.
Your friends say don't eat.
Don't they realize it's happiness you seek?
You're sad all the time,
and don't want to live.
Do they just ignore the signs that you give?
You sleep all the time, 
and don't want to get up.
Because sometimes you think 
a little too much.
You hold back tears,
and fake a smile;
but only for a little while.
The pain gets worse day by day.
So what's the point?
Why should you stay?
-r.j.c.-
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