Mar 2021
Do parents really think by yelling,
Our depression is cured?
Do our friends seriously think
We’re doing well?
Does society really have to say,
Grow a pair when we allow ourselves
To feel?
Our depression is cured?
Do our friends seriously think
We’re doing well?
Does society really have to say,
Grow a pair when we allow ourselves
To feel?
this is a poem dedicated to my friend who decided that they no longer had a place for themselves in this world on 3/15/21
