I sit here and write,
Way into the night.
Thinking about you,
And all that you do.
I am here alone,
Stuck in this home.
Wondering how,
You could be such a cow.
I sit here and wonder why,
Wonder why you always lie.
Then expect me to help you,
And also to be with you to.
I want to know why you think I’m so low.
I want to know why you hate me so.
Is it because I don’t do the lawn?
Or is it just the fact that I was Born?
A contest entry
- I Want Depression Poems (Make Me Want To Cry) by sophia moonfairy.
600 points, ended July 27, 2008, 84 entries
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Comments
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just how sad is this poem

