My name is Suzanne, I suffer from depression, and ADD.
Writing is who I am. If i couldn't write poems, I would have no other way to show who I am. I'm 15 and believe that there is someone out there, somewhere. I think that it would also be amazing to see in a birds view. To be able to soar through the sky without a worry. To see nature in a different way... There's a whole other world out there, and we don't know about it because we're so self centered. While the birds and creatures have their way to see clearly...
One cold winters night,
I felt the need to write.
So I took out some paper,
But ended up about a raper...
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One little boy, all alone,
All he wants is to find a home.
He goes in every store,
But is rudley ignored.
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Depression...
The feeling when your all alone, even in the most crowded room.
Happiness...
When nothing can ever bring you down.
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You know the feeling, when your hearts finally healing?
What about the thought, to never deal when the pain he brought?
Did you ever stop to think, what if we were pink?
Or maybe the idea of living, without the love they're giving..
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