Depression Poem by Teens

this is dedicated to my very, very much missed friend. He doesn't know who he his, but that's kind of the point.

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I am living a life where no one bothers to come and wipe your tears, I am living a life where there are just black mascara lines running down my face and red tears dripping down my hand, I am...

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Red Tears

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Published: November 2009

One night, I looked up and saw all of the stars.
Then looked down at my arm from which I bled thick, red tears.
Thinking about how I could have been with you if only I tried.
Why didn't I?
I know that answer.
You were too good for me.
But if only, if only I knew.
You were looking up at the stars and at your arms,
thinking the same thing too.

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  • Divya by Divya, Sharjah
  • 7 years ago

I am living a life where no one bothers to come and wipe your tears, I am living a life where there are just black mascara lines running down my face and red tears dripping down my hand, I am living a life where I face betrayal and face fake people, I am living a life where I want everything to go right but then fate hits me hard on my face and makes everything go wrong. But still I am not complaining because I know I am still alive for a reason...

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