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by Fireflower Jun 14, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I try to run, I try to hide. My own life even, I cannot ride. I can't seem to win, Try as I may. I can't take it anymore, I simply cannot stay. In the forest, That's my only refuge. I can cry if I want, My tears of sorrow are huge. Though I am not suicidal, I have so much to be grateful for. I know it's not that bad, But I can't take it anymore.