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Depression for me is something that kills you mentally, That constantly eats your self-esteem, So when you need it, It's gone, It brings the blade to your skin, The pills to your stomach, The smoke to your lungs, And a glass of ***** to your lips, Making you think it's all my fault, Because to me it is my fault, And it will never stop being my fault So here's to the people, The people with no self-esteem, And trust issues, For we have one thing, We are all the interesting.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:01 AM UTC
What Is Depression?
Depression for me is something that kills you mentally, That constantly eats your self-esteem, So when you need it, It's gone, It brings the blade to your skin, The pills to your stomach, The smoke to your lungs, And a glass of ***** to your lips, Making you think it's all my fault, Because to me it is my fault, And it will never stop being my fault So here's to the people, The people with no self-esteem, And trust issues, For we have one thing, We are all the interesting.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:01 AM UTC
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