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Dec 2017
Depression is when you feel nothing at all
Anxiety is when you feel entirely too much
It's like a constant wrestling match inside of my head
I'm ready to tap out, for I have had enough
I am bombarded by a cacophony of demonic voices inside of my head
Telling me that I am not good enough
Or that I am better off dead
"Get over it, stop feeling sorry for yourself" they say
Do you people really think that I like feeling this way?
In a state of general unhappiness or despondency
Depressed
Suffering from anxiety, sorrow, or pain
Distressed
On the inside I feel dead
I'm tired of people saying that it is all in my head
Sanity kissed me passing on depression
Who later became my new best friend
From feeling happy to angry to extremely sad
It's a reoccurring cycle that will never end
Depression doesn't come in waves
It feels like a whole ocean
And these days I'm drowning
In a deep sea of emotions
Tsunami
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Tsunami  19/F
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     Lior Gavra and Lizzie
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