Depressed
I'm too stressed
but they say I'm depressed.
Everyone looks at me and stares.
No one even cares.
I want to get away from here.
Which way do I steer?
Why are people cruel?
Good thing I'm almost out of school.
My words are jumbled.
My whole world has crumbled.
Copyright © Kay Cassio | Year Posted 2015
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