Lost happiness...
All I'm trying to find is some peace. But depression got me. But I can't let it do this to me. I got to break free. Find some relief, something that I really need. And not be here, bleeding & begging for help. On my knees. Always being sad, but the sad thing is that can't blame no one, but me. So now I realize that, I can't let this be. Not me! So I do what I can, to grieve by. Finding anything, to get away from these hurtful vines. That tend to come by, and cut me. Everytime...
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