The center of my universe had been thrown out of orbit.
I feel like everything is caving in.
Life has become dull and meaningless.
Little things affect me more than ever before.
Today my friend said "all you need is love".
I laughed and said all you need is air.
He looked at me strangely but didn't reply.
I wondered what I had said wrong.
Sometimes all I want to
do is get in my car
drive down the highway
and wrap myself around a tree.
I could never do it though.
Every time I picture doing it,
I see my family at my funeral
and I can't go through with it.
Sometimes I feel happy and life
is great but then my
depression kicks in full force
and I see the world for how it really is.
The world is a terrible and scary place.
**** ****** Racism.
Behind every corner something
is lurking, waiting to spring.
All my life I've known I was different.
I knew I wasn't pretty or smart.
I can write and get good grades, but
that doesn't mean I'm anything worth value.
But then the happy times stick their foot in
the door and remind me that I am worth something.
I am a wonderful person and I have a reason to live.
I can change someone's life or help change the world.
I am not very good looking,
I'm not super smart,
but I am me
and that means something.
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
The center of my universe had been thrown out of orbit.
I feel like everything is caving in.
Life has become dull and meaningless.
Little things affect me more than ever before.
Today my friend said "all you need is love".
I laughed and said all you need is air.
He looked at me strangely but didn't reply.
I wondered what I had said wrong.
Sometimes all I want to
do is get in my car
drive down the highway
and wrap myself around a tree.
I could never do it though.
Every time I picture doing it,
I see my family at my funeral
and I can't go through with it.
Sometimes I feel happy and life
is great but then my
depression kicks in full force
and I see the world for how it really is.
The world is a terrible and scary place.
**** ****** Racism.
Behind every corner something
is lurking, waiting to spring.
All my life I've known I was different.
I knew I wasn't pretty or smart.
I can write and get good grades, but
that doesn't mean I'm anything worth value.
But then the happy times stick their foot in
the door and remind me that I am worth something.
I am a wonderful person and I have a reason to live.
I can change someone's life or help change the world.
I am not very good looking,
I'm not super smart,
but I am me
and that means something.
A Little Something That Started Out Depressing But I Tried To Turn Into Something Good. Not The Best But It Makes Me Feel Better About Myself.
