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How do I keep good grades When I can't find the willpower to pull myself out of bed to get to school How do I keep a good relationship When no one can convince me I'm worth anything How do I keep my friends When they all move away How do I smile When all I want to do is break down and cry How can I love others When I can't even love myself How can I be responsible When I can't remember to eat or do homework How can I do anything When I try to sleep And darkness slips through my dreams "You're a failure" "You're worth nothing to anyone" "What's the point in living anymore?" How can I face the dark When you say to "just get over it" "Just get out of bed" "Be a good student" How can I be strong There's so much weight on my shoulders Like a freight train of things to do But I am so weak My bones are brittle I have cuts and scars that will not heal I can't believe in myself And no one else will So this train will crush my brittle bones I'll be nothing and no one But that's no different than what I am today I'll be gone with the wind Shattered and swept away With no one to remember The girl who tried her hardest Which was never enough.
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
The girl that no one will remember
How do I keep good grades When I can't find the willpower to pull myself out of bed to get to school How do I keep a good relationship When no one can convince me I'm worth anything How do I keep my friends When they all move away How do I smile When all I want to do is break down and cry How can I love others When I can't even love myself How can I be responsible When I can't remember to eat or do homework How can I do anything When I try to sleep And darkness slips through my dreams "You're a failure" "You're worth nothing to anyone" "What's the point in living anymore?" How can I face the dark When you say to "just get over it" "Just get out of bed" "Be a good student" How can I be strong There's so much weight on my shoulders Like a freight train of things to do But I am so weak My bones are brittle I have cuts and scars that will not heal I can't believe in myself And no one else will So this train will crush my brittle bones I'll be nothing and no one But that's no different than what I am today I'll be gone with the wind Shattered and swept away With no one to remember The girl who tried her hardest Which was never enough.
A poem about depression.
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
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