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Feb 2020
Depression is a menace
It makes me stay in bed
Steal into my headspace and wander
Wondering why I still exist
How I made it to this
Made it this far
Made it here
I hear you calling my name
But I don't want to play your game
These games make me feel lame
Like I'm a lame duck
And my depression is a cuck
A cuck who doesn't know how to stop
How to stop drop and roll
How to stop punching me in the face
Like it's a race
to the finish line
I'm in line for the medications that make me artificially happy
Dreyasten
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Dreyasten  19/Non-binary/USA
(19/Non-binary/USA)   
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