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Frustrations and Failed Suicide Attempts
Depression can't be seen, yet he follows me everywhere You can't see him beating me down and taking away my strength I feel it everyday, he makes me act up and brings me to tears He laughs at me for my frustrations and failed suicide attempts I was numb for so long, but I'm beginning to feel this I just want to be normal without any mental illness I'm tired of depression, Anxiety and bipolar, I just need a rest At 17, I took an overdose of pills to try and stop my beating chest I was traumatized from my childhood, and wanted to end the pain I self-harmed daily to try and mend my pain I got addicted to the feeling, I was labelled a freak, weirdo, and called much worse Even though I didn't have a leg to stand on, I still tried to move my foot first I started self-harming at 14, and hid it for 2 years so how could I be an attention seeker? Does being open and honest about these feelings make me weaker? People bring my name up thinking I don't hear The thing is, they bring my name up, I just don't care I'm tired of battling demons that can't be beat Why is it if I attack depression it's me who bleeds? Maybe I should have kept this to myself, maybe it was too deep to share I survived my suicide attempts, so I guess someone or something needs me here Depression can't be seen, yet he follows me everywhere You can't see him beating me down and taking away my strength I feel it everyday, he makes me act up and brings me to tears He laughs at me for my frustrations and failed suicide attempts
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