Depression is
a curse
Gradually
gets worse and worse
Couldn’t be
bothered with anything
There are
days when
It’s all just
too much
Feel so down:
so out of touch!
Nothing
tastes any good
Don’t feel
like eating food
Nothing is
inviting: plain and…
Everything is
bland and drear
Don’t want to
get out of bed
There are
crazy thoughts inside my head
Trapped
inside my silly brain
Things that I
cannot explain
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