Depressed - Poem by claire edmond
Cold, delicate as dark as the night,
Through the window I see no star,
Feeling lonely, feeling trapped,
Sometimes my mind wanders so far.
All of the hardship, no one knows,
The strange thoughts going round in my head,
I just don’t know where I’m going to go,
But sometimes I feel like im being left for dead.
Whats happened in my life?
To make me so tired and feel like this,
I try and I try to keep people happy,
But all people do is just take the piss!
A long life, I hope not, but been told I’ll have,
This I hope so much aint true,
Because life aint no fun, feeling like this all the time,
With just a snatch of being happy, and the rest of the days so blue!
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