i woke up sad,
wondering when will i be glad?
i saw a blade,
i cut, hoping scars will fade,
i wish i could be happy,
but i feel so ugly,
having depression is not fine,
people seeing your scars feels like
you've committed a crime,
people asking if im okay,
of course i will smile and say im okay,
people trying to help me,
******* sake, stop pretending, oh gee
i am smoking and cutting,
hoping one day i would be dying,
everytime i close my eyes,
hoping sadness flies,
i feel so alone,
all i do is frown,
everyone left,
save me from my self;
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
i woke up sad,
wondering when will i be glad?
i saw a blade,
i cut, hoping scars will fade,
i wish i could be happy,
but i feel so ugly,
having depression is not fine,
people seeing your scars feels like
you've committed a crime,
people asking if im okay,
of course i will smile and say im okay,
people trying to help me,
******* sake, stop pretending, oh gee
i am smoking and cutting,
hoping one day i would be dying,
everytime i close my eyes,
hoping sadness flies,
i feel so alone,
all i do is frown,
everyone left,
save me from my self;
WARNING: TRIGGERING !!!!
i made this poem years ago.