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Aug 26, 2007
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MY DEPRESSION
Depression
What the hell is that?
That dark cloud
The creeping fear
The insecurity
The tears
Withdrawn and emotional
Am I going mad?
Hell no
Severe depression
That’s what the doc said
He numbed me
Took the easy way
Damn pills shook my mind
What about my identity?
I got it back
Binned them
Ha
My mind was just overheated
The conflict
Pain
Overload
Not madness, just a glitch
Thats understanding
Sometimes life sucks
Sometimes I cannot cope
Sometimes I am sad
Sometimes I am screaming inside
Creative, yes
And a fine line I sometimes tread
But I have this tea-shirt
That I sometimes wear….
— thomson, Aug 26, 2007
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weirdelf
18 years 10 months ago
Depressed or depression?
weirdelf
18 years 10 months ago
I have 4 favourite t-shirts
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