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I find it very difficult
To differentiate some things
Is it me or just my depression
Do I want to get better
Or just be who I am
Do I smile for everyone
Because anything else
Is more unsettling
Because everything else
Requires some explaining
Am I getting better
Or am I just fitting in
Do I need help
Or just acceptance
Am I fighting it
Or am I denying it
I am confused
Because of this conflict
It feels too complicated
To simply comprehend
Do I even want answers
To these questions
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Youllneverunderstand me
@.**
 Nov 2018 Turtle Shellington
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Welcome to my generation where
teens want to die,
They feel worthless and no one needs them
in their life anymore,
They self harm so they don't **** themselves
so they can last another day,
Wake up wishing they hadn't
woken up,
They tell us to be ourselves
but they judge us,
They say not to hide what we feel
but depressed people are annoying.
The noose that carries my body is tied around the moon,
you can see my corpse through the clouds in the afternoon.
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