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Depression

I'm stuck, yes i'm depressed sometimes I don't know what for, I get this overwhelming feeling of sadness and bleakness. I try to turn it around, but all I get is a warm wet stream rolling down my face,falling into the the crevices of my shirt. Tears, yes I suppose. I do, I do love my family, I do love my friends, but sometimes they just don't understand how dark things could really get. when i'm in that time, I just don't see the light, sometimes I don't want to, I don't want to fight! But i'm here, I'm here to stay, I promise you i'll be here, no matter what happens, no matter how much pain i'm in, others come before me and seeing me gone will really hurt them, so that's why i'm still here, still here to stay. so don't call me selfish, because if I was, you wouldn't be seeing this, you would be sitting at my grave;

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