You get your joy from seeing me hurt.
You get your laughter from seeing me cry.
I don't understand why you yell at me
When I'm drowning in depression.
You act as if I'm invisible.
Why am I here?
Can't someone, anyone save me?
Just a friend
Whom I can run to and cry on their shoulder,
Turn my frowns into smiles.
I don't even have that, I feel I'm too ugly to live, so why don't
I just end it now and say goodbye to this hateful world?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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