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It's a pity
That someone as pretty
As you
Could fall into depression
And look just
as good
You will never truely know
If the person you are talking to
Is real... or a mask

We live in a time where more and more people are suffering
Depression
Bipolar
ADHD
All kinds of mental illnesses
Masks are needed just to survive
Because like the illness
You get trapped in your head
Screaming for help as you mutter
"Im okay"
                                                                                               "just a cat scratch"
"Sorry, my sharpener is broken"
Fear paralizes those who want to reach out

"They are my friends"
                                                                              "They dont care about you"
"Ive known them my whole life!"
                                                                     "Yet they barley know you at all"

How can you help yourself when you cant even stop those voices?
The doubt and hopelessness whispering in your ear...
How can you be confident asking for help when people just leave?
Mental illness is a disease spreading across the world
No, We may not be able to cure
But we as people owe it to those suffering to recognize their pain
And to stay and help those we can
Everyone deserves a saving grace
Dont walk away when you can help.
Anti depressants
They are one HELL of a drug
How the hell can you be miserable when everything is so hilarious?
Trust me, you can't!
That's if you can keep your eyes open
It's a glorious rollercoster
What's behind you is the twists and turns of depression
And ahead?
That rise we all desire
UP UP UP IT GOES!
Until the drop...
Like hitting a brick wall full speed..
It hurts.
You plummet back down
Breakdowns and relapses are sometimes outcomes
But don't go off the pills!
That makes you get to the twists and turns again
No no that's no fun
Keep riding the magnificent highs and gloomy lows
Here is your cure darlings
Sure you will still feel like crap, and going off these little white pills makes you bonkers
But hey, you gotta make some kinda sacrifice if you expect to be happy

WARNING: DO NOT take more than prescribed
That's when the real fun starts
Oh and more damage to your head and health
This has been a friendly reminder from a fellow sufferer
SWEETHEART,

FOR SOME,
LOVE IS THE CURE.

AND

FOR SOME,
LOVE IS THE DISEASE.
Imperfection intertwined deeply within my roots
But with a smile like this, ah
Who's to say what perfection is anyway?
I don't want to be alone
Please
Please
Don't leave me alone
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