Do we really matter?
As we
mope through our days
Just to stay motivated
Trying to find a way to keep going
It will always get harder by the second…. Minute…. Hour
all these people think we’re the monsters, or have problems
Just all around mental emotional screw ups
What if the world never cares
We just hope for a escape
Druggies & Alcoholics?
Our minds
Deep like a ocean
Never knowing where it ends
You never know where it starts
Never know what you’ll learn
You just never know what you’ll find
No We don’t have any feelings!
Why must we bottle them up
It’s okay when they do it?
Male Mental health?
No it doesn’t
Exist
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