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Abc Depression Poems | Abc Poems About Depression

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Cry of A Successful Man

With love comes consequence
With hope comes failure
With triumph comes fear
With peace comes worry
With riches comes pain
With poverty comes envy

Copyright © Apolo Amai | Year Posted 2013


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The pain

I wish upon a falling star to erase my past and remove my scars
I wish upon this blurring light for the bullying to end tonight
I wish upon the razor in my hand to end the tears and the pain within
I wish upon this rope I tie to end the suffering and strife
I wish upon this tree I climb to not make me fail this time
I wish upon this falling star to keep me here until the struggling stops

Copyright © Emily the band geek | Year Posted 2014

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Battle of the words

Bravery is the father of fears
Dreams are distant cousins of nightmares
Hope is the sister of prayers
Every night shame lays down and gets screwed by despair
Pollution abuses Mrs. atmosphere
It's a battle between personality and reality 
But obviously nobody cares
Maybe it's because big tough is the uncle of little scared
Planning is deeply in love with prepared
Procrastination is the biggest enemy of determination
Ignorance is jealous of realization
Sometimes strength can get sneak attacked by temptation
Silence can never defeat a great proclamation
When the brain disagrees with the heart
The body dies of complications


Love your self...


Copyright © Andre Sanders | Year Posted 2012


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Roses are Dead, Violets are Wilting

   Roses are red, Violets are blue,
Birds are still chirping and clouds are askew;
The sun is still shining as the flowers renew.

   Leaving me breathless reveling the view,
I leisurely watch as though I'm wanted too.

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   Roses are dry, violets are tilting,
Shadows gloom over the barren and wilting;
I sit there and watch, my happiness jilting.

   What once was so vibrant was now turned to grey,
Slowly but surely withering away.

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   Roses are dead, as violets are too,
Everything in sight now an ungodly hue;
My once a happy life was swallowed by truth.

   Wondering why after all this time I've succumb,
I silently apologized as my body went numb.

-Rebecca V.

Copyright © Rebecca V. | Year Posted 2016

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Things go wrong

Love hurts and people change. Things go wrong and things get strange. But life goes on and you only life it once. Be strong cause things will get better over the months. I thought I was heartbroken, I thought you were my world. You fooled me though, made me think I was your only girl. But all along, you didnt care. Im not sure, your were even completely there. But now I've moved on, when I thought it was impossible. I had to be the bigger person in this breakup, I was responsible. I let it get to me, but I didnt let it ruin me completely. I didnt do anything about the hurt you caused me, I acted so sweetly. I let you walk all over me, I tried to ignore how you disrespected me. But when I ended things, the pain was easier to see.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland | Year Posted 2013

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I pray for a sign

I PRAY FOR A SIGN

Lost in the world I see no vision
Amidst my fellow men I see subdivision
Death is but a necessity and not a decision
The world is doomed, God heeds to no admission

Tears tainted on the faces of the unborn
Our world is doomed as our mothers still mourn
Crying day and night we hope for a new dawn
A better tomorrow is as good as a light at the end
                  of the tunnel unknown

Mother deliberately drowns her new born in hot boiling water
While a father rapes his one and only five year old daughter
The world is at end as we are bound for the slaughter
Be warned of the last days because we are
                   still in the last quarter

Voices of sorrow echo inside my head
My heart bleeds more, each time children are
                                                     pronounced dead
The wars we started never to end
Is this the life that of which we shall die?
                                                     Like we never cared…
Email: sibusisolubimbi@yahoo.com 

Copyright © sibusiso lubimbi | Year Posted 2014

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mind of a soldier

 my heart is cold my mind is blank it feels like I have no gas left in the tank.
the war took over I don't feel a thing is there someone out there that can revive me? On the inside I have so much pain but on the outside there is a smile on my face.I am a soldier until I die their is no retreat I will ride until I die. Don't take this poem thinking I am big and bad I just don't know how to ask for help were the area's that I lag

Copyright © jayson gargiulo | Year Posted 2017

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Some ABCs About the Good of You

An awesome allures dances amid your words.
Bearing thoughts at daybreak until hope stays life.
Carmel candy lips wait for your cupid’s arrow.
Daisy chains you saved for happily-ever-after.
Eloquent egression when depression arrives.
Fields of fresh flowers float to your creative mind.
Generously given fruit from your poet’s grapevine.
Honorable choices carry life enchantment.
If imperfection ignites, God’s forgiveness arrives. 
Judgment left daily in your Savior’s strong hands. 
Keeping calamities of your life in his care.
Laughter allocated when love’s timing is right.
Nice actions for others that make your soul swell.
Messages and miracles are recognizable unto you.
Omnipotent Father loves you and oversees life.
Passion of Christ helps you overcomes imperfections
Questions of self worth must bounce far away.
Remember the joys that you had some other day?
Stay strong in your hope and forgive other’s words.
Today, this poem is all about you, and your heart.
Uniquely understanding, you are a child of God.
Vicious ramblings through the mind are hurtful to you.
Words, if forgiven might alleviate bad memories. 
Xanadu can be found in life’s folds and your focus.
You have much good within you, Catie, this and more.
Zealously zip past the lows in your life; happiness follows.

November 9, 2014
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: It's All About Me 
Sponsor	Catie Lindsey

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2014

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Psychosis

Anxiety Borders Crazy Dementia Erratic Frantic Grasp Hyde Introduces Jekyll Kooky Lunatic
Manic Neurotic OCD Psychotic Quack Rage Schizophrenia Tirade Unbalanced Valium Willing
Xanax Yearns Zen

Copyright © Aleera Canino | Year Posted 2009

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State of mind

Heart seems to stop, all things become scary,
The mind becomes dark, but tired and weary.
Both silence and sound makes desperation seem loud, 
Boundaries and limits arise as hopelessness covers your eyes.
The physical pain seems like a hope, 
the souls deepest corners covered with mould.
Uncontrollable horror piercing the soul, 
No way and no chance to keep the control.
You want to scream, to cry and to die, 
Just to get rid of this moment in time.
The beast of depression devourers the past, 
it covers your essence with dark dirty cloth, 
It brings you these feelings that you can’t avoid.
The future seems hopeless the dreams disappear,
No joy and no pleasure can come to you near.
Your all in his grasp the powerless being,
It takes away all sense and all meaning.

Copyright © Rytis Gervickas | Year Posted 2015

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Loved at Points

I feel loved at points in my life
Sometimes I don't at all
I can be pushed around and yelled at daily
In the end, I always fall
I have never understood love
Or what it really meant
All I know is that love hurts
And that, I can't repent
I listen to my orders
I stand up straight and tall
Wishing someone would hear me
Knowing that I'm crying in the hall
Some days I just brush it off
Letting it all go
Being who I would like to be
But hiding in it all
I'm alone in my mind
But I know inside
I'm dying before your eyes

Copyright © Katelyn Parks | Year Posted 2014

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Depression

Damaged people are dangerous
 because we know how to make hell feel like home
We wear a disguise everyday
 to prove that there in nothing wrong 
But in reality 
Everyday is like a different type of downfall 
Like your Waking up to the sounds of your own alarm 
But laying there still in your own mind
They say that the broken ones are the artist
 and I really think its true
In art you can express more then what’s on the outside view 
Its like your own kind of cry for help 
Your own kind of open shelf 
Your canvas that’s only made for you
But soon enough everything stops
They say when having depression 
You begin to forget when you lost interest in the those other things  
And you’ll realize that you have been doing nothing for so long 
That you wish that you could just go back 
Like going back would make everything better
Sometimes you’ll  set back and wonder 
Where did everything go wrong 

People will asks you the same questions
 what changed 
What’s different 
Why so distant 
And all you can answer with is fine 
People have chapters that they don’t read out loud 
And right now this is yours

Sometimes you go through a time where you pretend to be so happy
That you almost fall for it yourself
But have you ever realized how small we are
How are life is so meaningless
And that everything could stop in an instant 
Depression is real
Iv saw it, iv felt it, iv lived with it
But the thing is 
We are not alone 
I thought that no one could have possibly understood 
But , maybe now you do

Copyright © Kirea Weekly | Year Posted 2017

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above pain

Above pain

Quote;
He has been stepped on
He has been hated on
But he still stands and rises above pain
Wars came, left relatives dead
He cried, he trembled
But he still stands
Once regretted his birth
Once thought of taking his life.
Thunder strikes and that’s enough
To make him gain strength
To aim higher and rise above pain
He is now rising above pain
Trying everything to clean his brain

If he was created in God’s image?
Why can’t God take care of His image?
Questions he couldn’t find answers to
Friends all gone,
The only family he has ever known
Streets become his home,
Starving to death,
Could not hold his breath
But still standing strong
And promises to rise above pain..
                                                       By, ino29








Copyright © ino29 music | Year Posted 2012

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I Climbed a Tree

I climbed a Tree
I climbed a tree to see the world I never felt more alive 
I climbed a tree to see the world and see why I should live 
I climbed a tree to see the world and all I saw you was you 
I climbed a tree to see the world and it has nothing more to give
I climbed a tree to see the world and then I took a dive 
I climbed a tree to see the world and I never felt more new
I climbed a tree to see the world and now from there I hang 
I climbed a tree to see the world and u never came
I climbed a tree to see the world and you're the one to blame 

Copyright © Carol Lo | Year Posted 2016

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Beast



Bitter by ; being mentally bruised and battered most of my life,
shaken with fright without a single soul to help me
through the troubles unseen horrors of the night, 
from an evil source that I fear to strike. 
But as the evil forces, who limited my choices 
that when I found my stallion horses. 
Swiftly it came to my head I can run and I cannot hide, 
feeling the Beast closing in on every time I decide to hide. 
Tired of running and tired of alluding this
relentless creep as my red bolt eyes weep 
feeling rest-less, likes a lonely defeated warrior from his home in retreat 
that is when I knew it time to rest, to release my Beast. 
But in a fight, I may not win however as I cast out my dirty words sin
I made sure it felt my impact, to the bloody end.

by Keith Kadell

Copyright © Keith Relf | Year Posted 2013

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The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
Situations
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
Fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.

Copyright © pat roswell | Year Posted 2013

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blank page (by kimmy holmes my daughter)

see this blank
not me
NOT ME

Copyright © janetta harrington | Year Posted 2007

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FEELINGS

FEELINGS
I feel young
But I am not young
I feel old
But Iam not old
I am on the way of living
Enjoying  the  life style
Its Rhythm,passion & technology
I prefer the new
Respect the old
But don”t belong to either
I want to become a new old style
A style of happiness , a blend of beauty
No boredom , no restrictions-
I care health living and laughing.
Be a CHILD
Be smart
Be tension free
Am I young?
YES I AM YOUNG
                       Beena Sudheer(GHSS Veliyancode HSST-Political science)
                      Kandampully
                     Nhamanghat.P.O 
                    Pin 679563



Copyright © Beena Sudheer | Year Posted 2015

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please (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

mom
love you
need you
please
love me
need me 
too

Copyright © janetta harrington | Year Posted 2007

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Drugs are bad things

This is a poem and not a song.
It was written to tell you that drugs are wrong.

We see people on the streets every day.
Exhaling and inhaling their life away.

This is a poem and not a song.
It was written to tell you that drugs are wrong.

Families destroyed lives lost.
Those who take drugs will pay the cost.

This is a poem and not a song.
It was written to tell you that drugs are wrong.

If you take drugs daily you probably won't see.
What or who they they may cause you to be.

This is reality and not a song.
wrote to tell you that drugs are wrong.

Copyright © aaliyah rose | Year Posted 2014

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Suicide Tendencies

The world spins as I stand still
Trees grow as I Shrink
Looking in a mirror is like a big Black Hole
With nothing but disastrous toils
My heart is Shattered in tiny, tiny Microscopic pieces
I no longer have a soul
My Hopes and Dreams have all disappeared
My thoughts are lost within a razor blade
Jumping off the San Francisco Bridge or Eiffel Tower has always been a desire
Hanging myself is a priority but living life to the fullest is my biggest enemy
I plan what i want to be carved on my tombstone" REST IN PEACE YOUR NOW FREE FROM THIS DISASTROUS PALACE"My heart is a Dark Paradise
My razor  as become my Paintbrush and my skin the Canvas
I have discovered that cutting is my bliss
Sitting on the floor, crying for more as my body screams in pain
Trying to move but my hands are stuck
Trying to get up but i'm restrained
My masterpiece is disturbing yet creative
People think they are just scars but they are a history book based on my life
My art work is all over my body
Watching blood flows feel great
As I laugh in the face of death
I may have a smile on my face but I also have cuts on my wrist
My soul grows cold like a tombstone
Don't ask me to unmask my demons 
As my Demons have already won.





Copyright © Shaneka Adams | Year Posted 2015

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Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, While Words Will Always Hurt Me

Nothing is turning out like I wanted it to.
Everything is now black and blue.
Wrist cut up with a sharp blade.
Blood rushing out like it's being made.
Thoughts of death running through my mind.
Nothing is clear to me, I am blind.
What's going on?
Scissors are suddenly being drawn.
My end is near.
I can see it start to appear.
What you thought were funny jokes.
Made me want to choke.
Prank calls, blocked messages, statuses all calling me names.
You all have caused me so much pain.
Whore, slut, *****, cow, fat, ugly reappearing in my head.
I don't know what to do anymore but lay in my bed.
Who am I supposed to turn to?
I have no one but you.
I dream at nights about not being here anymore.
I don't think I'm a whore.
I have a plan now.
Explain it to me now.
I've got a gun.
It's all been done.
I'm leaving now.
Goodbye everyone, Goodbye forever.

Copyright © Breanna Curry | Year Posted 2013

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Life Is To Short To Worry

Although I Worry A lot...   
Like Having No Money   
Like A Ruff Under My Head..   
Or If Its Save From men..   
I Worry A lot..   
No I'm Not Perfect, Don't Whanna Be , 
Worrying Is Like Stress It Will Kill You Slowly   
I Have Trust Issue With People Who Has Hurt Me   
I hide My Pain So No One See My Hurt And Shame   
I'm In A Abuse Shelter, A  Man Has Abused Me,   
Homeless In A Shelter, Worrying How Ill Get Back On My Feet......   
  
No Money....   
No Place.....   
Not Happy......   
And Lonely....   
  
Staying Positive Is Hard For Me   
And Staying Focuses   
Having All These Emotional Going Through My head   
And having PDSD   
Feeling A Prison In The Place I Stay   
Trying To Stay Strong,   
And Also Holding On   
Hoping For Happiness, and Joy   
Wanting Someone To Help me, For A Change   
Waiting On A Miracle To Happen , 
  
It Feels Like A Waiting Game .. 
Hoping The Worries Can Stop ! 
For Right Now ,I  Worry A lot   
But Soon Something Will Come Along   
Although I Have No Family Or Friends   
I'm A Fighter  Not A Quitter  , 
And Soon Will Be Free From All the feelings That I'm Feel Today

Copyright © Ashley Evans | Year Posted 2016

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Broken

You said I fell 
too hard too fast
My heart not healed 
from my wounded past

The angry words
The cruel remarks
another rejection
Alone in the dark

Tired of hurting
tired of pain
I never want 
to feel again

Can't stop crying
Tears fall like rain
All of my efforts
Always in vain

Will it ever end?
My empty life?
Within my heart
A twisted knife

My tears won't stop
My Heart Won't mend
Always broken
Always the end

I'll say goodbye
I'll walk away
Can't take this heartache
For one more day

I'll hear your voice
I'll see your face
And fade into darkness
Away from this place

I'll be forgotten 
I won't be missed 
Gone from this world 
I no longer exist

 ~ Pati Elzey ~

Copyright © Patricia Elzey | Year Posted 2016

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Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
branch 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
gracefully 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential

Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013

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I wish I was dead

I am fed up with life, 
The tears I've shed, 
Wish I could kill myself with knife, 
I wish I was dead. 

Sorry mom and dad, 
I failed to make you proud, 
I wish I could scream a little loud, 
The tears I've shed, 
I wish I was dead. 

Sorry for not fulfilling your expectation, 
I'm just filled up with so much frustration, 
The tears I've shed, 
I wish I was dead. 

I know am good for nothing, 
But I loved the way of your loving, 
"You're my perfect child you said", 
But I'm sorry, I wish I was dead. 

You did everything to make me smile, 
But I just failed to make you proud in my every trial. 
Days passed, I was dread 
I wish I was dead. 

Now I find myself useless, 
Sorry for making your life a great mess, 
It must be wrong the decision I've made, 
But still I just wish I was dead.

Copyright © Shivi sharma | Year Posted 2016

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Green People

I see green people
They tell me they come in peace 
But they are showing me the roots to all evil
I see green people
They try to disguise their intentions 
But their actions are so see through
I see green people
They are the true world leaders
There are no free actions or thoughts
You do or think what they want you to
I see green people
They manipulated all of our history
So if we were to find the truth
It doesn't matter because their is no proof
I see green people
As their head grow larger 
I continue to have distant dreams of me being considered a equal
I see green people
They told me to worship them or die
Close my eyes and look through the lies
Because without them 
There is no chance to walk among the Gods
I see green people 
And there is no doubt about it
They truly show me the roots to all evil




Copyright © Andre Sanders | Year Posted 2012

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Why you no work

…Money…in a voice that rustled.
No sir, I do not have any money.
How about getting a job?
…Change…in a voice that creaked.
Sorry sir, I don’t make the rules.
How about running a campaign?
…Help…in a voice that trailed.
Sir, how do I do that?

Copyright © Pang Xiong | Year Posted 2012

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Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.

Copyright © Brittany Carroll | Year Posted 2012

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I Am Who I Am

Its bad enough that everyday I walk down memory lane, &&' It really puts me in alot of pain. I've been doing the best that I can, but I am who I am. I'm getting tired of everyones exspectations, people always pulling me in different directions. Even when I'm falling down, people still push me on the ground. I'm gonna keep trying, no more lying. No more games, done mentioning names. Being two-faced isn't cool, it just makes you look like a fool. I'm never looking back, that life was wack. I'm done trying to make everyone happy, when they treat me so crappy. I may not have alot of friends, in the end, but atleast I don't have to pretend. I'm gonna be true, with or without you. You'll see, I'm done letting people get to me.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland | Year Posted 2013