jeannie-lynn-backhaus - Hello Poetry

If life is what we make it, Why do we all feel this way?

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Nov 3, 2014

Nov 3, 2014 at 10:27 AM UTC

If life is what we make it, Why do we all feel this way?

I smile but they know deeply inside I am grown with sadness. This little thing called life,man I cant understand it. But even though it beats me down still I remain standing . Sick of the lies the pain inside is ever lasting from being friends with everyone just to see none of them lasted. They said they'd be here forever never thought they would vanish. What happened? Why do I compare myself to the next guy? I should love myself. Questioning my existence doesn't help. Stuck in spiraling depression nothing could get me up. I wonder if I was the only one who was stuck in a slump, no matter how high you jump you just cant get over this **** And you try different ways to climb it while wonder how the **** did you even get inside it. It feels like the floors are lowered and the world is rising, leaving you at the bottom trying harder and harder.

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Oct 24, 2014

Oct 24, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC

Sik Kid

I smile but they know deeply inside I am grown with sadness. This little thing called life,man I cant understand it. But even though it beats me down still I remain standing . Sick of the lies the pain inside is ever lasting from being friends with everyone just to see none of them lasted. They said they'd be here forever never thought they would vanish. What happened? Why do I compare myself to the next guy? I should love myself. Questioning my existence doesn't help. Stuck in spiraling depression nothing could get me up. I wonder if I was the only one who was stuck in a slump, no matter how high you jump you just cant get over this **** And you try different ways to climb it while wonder how the **** did you even get inside it. It feels like the floors are lowered and the world is rising, leaving you at the bottom trying harder and harder.

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You made flowers grow in my lungs. And although they are beautiful I can't ******* breathe.

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Oct 14, 2014

Oct 14, 2014 at 12:11 PM UTC

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You made flowers grow in my lungs. And although they are beautiful I can't ******* breathe.

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Im dying inside. My mind is dead from suicide. And i swear nothing kills you like your mind. And time by time the sadness never fades away. And the sun?we aren't friends. He never wants to play. Never. But the moon,oh the moon. We're best friends! Never apart. When I'm sad, he's there. When I'm happy, he shows me reality. And I'm sad again. And somedays I'm okay with that, Other days I just don't want to be here. Sometimes i feel like im worlds away from everyone,like i simply just disappeared. And no one notices, They never do.

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Oct 11, 2014

Oct 11, 2014 at 5:56 PM UTC

Moon

Im dying inside. My mind is dead from suicide. And i swear nothing kills you like your mind. And time by time the sadness never fades away. And the sun?we aren't friends. He never wants to play. Never. But the moon,oh the moon. We're best friends! Never apart. When I'm sad, he's there. When I'm happy, he shows me reality. And I'm sad again. And somedays I'm okay with that, Other days I just don't want to be here. Sometimes i feel like im worlds away from everyone,like i simply just disappeared. And no one notices, They never do.

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Being in a crowded place, makes me feel numb. Because dispite being surrounded by smiling faces, happy people and positive thoughts... i am so alone. i'd prefer to be in bed sleeping. Forgetting the world. Because being surrounded by people who seem to be so fine.. makes me fall apart. Because truth is, im not okay.

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Oct 10, 2014

Oct 10, 2014 at 12:37 PM UTC

The Truth

Being in a crowded place, makes me feel numb. Because dispite being surrounded by smiling faces, happy people and positive thoughts... i am so alone. i'd prefer to be in bed sleeping. Forgetting the world. Because being surrounded by people who seem to be so fine.. makes me fall apart. Because truth is, im not okay.

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