I was born October 11th,1995. So that means I'm 14 years old. I secretly want to become a writer day. Nothing special about me exept my Random-ness to cover up my fake smile. (i think I was found out! !) But Oh well. I was born in someplace in Wisconsin. Raised by both my mom and my dad. When I was about 3, my cousin, who was mentally unstable, came to live with us. I grew up with the same people at the same school, until about middle school when we were split up. I am now dreading high school, and trying to make the best out of my last year in junior high.
I see around me
'Depression is this'
'Depression is that'
Depression is hell
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This is my poem, my thoughts, dont steal it.
As her head hangs down,
A note was attached to her door.
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Little baby bird,
Under your mother's wing,
When will you fly?
When will you sing?
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