Poetic Antidepressant
I've always been selfish
With sad little me
Never shared her
Never let anyone see
How lonely she felt, sad little me
With no one to talk to
No one to listen
Sad little me
I kept her hidden for lack of understanding
Of how advanced medicine was
Sad little me took some poetic antidepressants
And she wrote and she wrote
Miles worth of feelings
Tears turned into words
That no one was reading
But she wasn't alone
Poetic light
Gave her hope
She no longer let the sadness eat her away
Sad little me
Thanks to poetic antidepressants
Became simply
ME.
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