Please stop talking to me
Please stop trying to make me feel better
Please stop pretending you care

You know **** well I do not like you
You know **** well you are the one making me upset
You know **** well you do not care about me

Stop acting like you are trying to help me
Stop touching me
Stop pretending you like me

We both know you do not want to help me
We both know you you only touch me to annoy me
We both know you do not like me

11/11/15
I'm so ******* ******.
I want to smash his face with my fist.
Have a nice ******* day.
Or don't, I don't care anyway.
What's wrong?
Don't we get along?
No, you ******* idiot.
We do not.

After almost a year
people still think it´s gross
and disgusting.

They mock me for being with him.
They think I have him only for ***.

I´ve never in my life heard something so untrue...

Not only he is very gentle and sweet,  
the *** realy is something...
But most of all
I deeply and truly love him.

With all my heart,
all my soul
and all my mind.

Chaotic and hectic
To deal with people around me
Can’t cope with this frenzy
Perhaps in solitude I’ll be free

They talk, they deduce
It isn’t helping cos it’s just a ruse
So clouded by the spree
In solitude alone, I can see

I want to talk, and sing too
Not much, just a word or two
Don’t need an audience please
Talking in solitude, that’s me

Don’t push me to the rim
With thoughts just so grim
Don’t barge in my space
In solitude I want to be

When the world turns to be
A freer, just calmer space
I want to step out and feel
What pain solitude has been

And when I’ve made it, alive
Out of my solipsistic life
I want to turn into a new leaf
Embrace a new me, no pain nor grief!

Many need to realize
that depression?
Isn't just sadness.
It isn't just feeling down.
I write this with some,
irritation.

There are people who throw
the word depression around
when they mean sadness
or having an off day.

I don't mean to sound so much
like a pompous ***.
But depression is having off days
one right after the other
after the other
after the other.

It feels so painful
and empty
and hollow
and aching.

Aching not even for
a glimmer of happiness.
More aching to not feel
such emptiness.

If I exaggerate it's only
to further prove how far removed
depression is from
run of the mill sadness.

I'm not an authority
on what depression is
or how it affects everyone
or how it doesn't affect everyone.

I just know how mine feels.
I don't speak for all those
fighting the good fight
against depression.

I'm just speaking my mind
pointing out how so many
misunderstand, what I feel
is a simple concept to grasp.

Who I am, what I say, and what I do, isnt for anyone. Its not up for debate. If my presence ****** you off ,thats great, congratulations, but stay out of my face. I dont want to hear what you have to say because its doesn't make a difference to me, im not gunna change just because you have a problem with me. Ive hardly ever talked to you, and you hate me? Okay love, whatever you say.  Please just stay out of my way.