I'm depressed.
I'm happy.
Which one is it?
I ask myself each day.
I hate you.
I love you.
Which one is it?
I ask myself each day.
I want to die.
I want to live.
Which one is it?
I ask myself each day.
I want to cry.
I want to smile.
Which one is it?
I ask myself each day.
I'm depressed, but you think I'm happy.
I love you, but sometimes you think I hate you.
I want to live, but I don't know how.
I want to smile, but I can't stop crying.
Trying To Make Sense Of How I Feel
Beautiful poem. You are brave for choosing words instead of the razor. Words could heal, and they could also bridge the broken end where there are scars and hollow soft sobs. I have a close...
Which One Is It?
Published: December 2016
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