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Published on: 24 Jun 2009 by jackybee
ive just noticed im the cause to my dipresion.
feelings i have many but der a historical theory to everyone else.
my confusion sits,lonely and wonders through a room full of mirrors..
a decieving reflection, one of which no one noes, or so i balieve.
the scars & the cuts,rough skin but weak heart.
reflecting on my past,presant & current events.
i realize i have grown
but in my head the questions still roam.
& as i sit alone
i know im slowly but surely recovering,
but my feelings are quicly devouring,
dey drown me at times
dey take me breath away
like if i had been running for miles..
or like an azmetic child.
the panic the crusuol thaughts..
it just all creates tears n doubts.