Please. - Poem by Ria Jacobo
Down with the pain.
Down to be free.
No longer can be.
She once stood up so tall.
So many things hit her, then she may fall.
Arms reached out.
Someone save her.
Everyone blames her.
Childhood? A blur.
Tears fall down her face.
Wishing there was an escape.
Her laugh once was loud.
Now her smile is painted on like a clown.
One day she will be happy and free.
Free of depression and anxiety.
Jump and shout with joy.
Gosh this life is miserable.
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