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Farther Than You Think But Deeper Than You Feel
I am stuck in my thoughts of hopelessness that makes me feel me lethargic
I keep hearing voices in my head that keep saying I can do it I can do it
What if I can’t maybe I shouldn’t.
Maybe not, maybe I’m just a little crazy
I’m good in this world , I’m good in this world
Wait, why am I good for this world?
Eh who cares.
I have a millions of thoughts in my head that won’t stop reminding me all of my regret and sorrows that day
That day shattered me into million pieces that can’t be put back together
My family is apathetic towards me and I tell them “My silence is another word for my pain” but they show no sign or signal of human to me
I know I’m an imperfection but I can’t accept failure because of blood boiling and rain starts dropping.
The constellations that make who I am is going reverse from end to start
My depression is like a meningitis that is eating my brain slowly and steady so that I can't take anymore
I can feel myself getting weaker and weaker until this this dark day ends and new a bright day starts
I think I should commit because I’m a disappointment to everybody
I think I should commit right now because this generation isn’t what I want.
The war isn’t over but the darkness has just begun
Goodbye cruel world “Stay Gold”.

I'm in grade 8 in Herricks Middle School. The person who inspired me was Edgar Allan Poe Alone poem.