A low self-esteemed high school girl. Find myself in a new, deeper pit of depression each day while attempting to escape through sport, arts and literature. Join My Journey through depression, anxiety, anorexia and daily life.
This Is Me.
A lonely flower in a field
A lonely child does not yield
A lonely star in the night sky
A lonely man gives up to die
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I trust the dirt, I trust the rain
I trust the cars, I trust the train
I trust the secrets, I trust the truth
I trust the old, I trust the youth
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All I want is freedom
Is that too much to ask?
All I yearn for is freedom
I’m stuck inside this flask
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I sit here just wondering
How it got so bad
Reminiscing all the happy times
That I once did have
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There used to be a time where happy families existed
And the love never died out, the longing for love persisted
You and mum once had that love; it soon came to an end
Maybe it was best for us all, maybe a god send
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