by Kathryn H Apr 24, 2004
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I mess everything up. scribble in the blanks, when they should've been left alone. i should just shut up. i am priceless. i am worth none of your time. everything i have ever done is meaningless. i sound like my father when i complain. i keep on hearing him say, "you are worthless. spoiled and selfish. you have no real reason to stay alive" |
by Robyn Park
I feel like that sometimes. This poem is awesome. Its very deep. I for one loved it! Keep it up! |