I never, never wanted to live like this
Depression, Frustration always killing me
Heart breaks, Hurt and pain
And the scars on my body
All this tension in my head
It's like I'm walking dead
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I would like to translate this poem
oh my god! ! ! indeed depression comes to mind. i must check your site to look for signs of (current) life. to MyPoemList. bri: :)
glad u liked it bri 🙂 thanks