Frustrated and unhappy
I feel it day to day
I don't know what to do anymore
I've run out of things to say

There is no will to eat
No appetite I have had
Soon I'll forget to sleep
Insomnia would be very bad

My friends don't seem to notice me
My depression they must know
I suppose I'll never tell them
I suppose forever I'll feel this low

Death seems like an option
But I dare not go there today
I need to try and get better
I choose not to stay this way

By Alycia Nicholls

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