The Truth

Sun, 11/17/2013 - 12:16 -- KaylaRB

The truth is

I never liked living.

I never liked being in public.

I'm not like everyone else

I may be depressed and that sure is common

but unlike most I don't feel the need to get better

The truth is

I go for help

I take my meds

but they don't work and thats okay.

The truth is

this makes me different,

special,

and I can live with that

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