you can learn a lot in life
like whether or not to survive.
don’t worry- your thoughts probably aren’t so severe.
there’s always a different story for every year.
as you’re watching the leaves dance by
I’m thinking “I hate my life, I want to die.”
never by choice but it’s embeded in my mind.
don’t worry- it’s only from time to time.
do you ever think “what do I want out of life?”
just try to achieve happiness is my only advice.
my solution is to go to sleep
the problem is then I’m too late.
I’ve picked up bad habits-like cigarettes
realizing that I can’t handle this.
diagnosed with manic bipolar depression.
it probably started with trying to reach perfection
or the repeating chorus of “go live with your father”
when the problem is he doesnt want me either.
whatever it was it created a mess of shit
but why confront something when you can avoid it.
I think “I don’t give a fuck” works just fine
but then again it’s just another lie.
I’m sorry if this is too personal
but it seems to be all I know.
I never realized all the events leading up to this point
would leave me without a restart.
my dreams were washed away
with the rain that follows me.
the funny thing is this isn’t even half of my problems
don’t worry- life leaves you with so many decisions.
if you feel like giving up
just remember that you’ll always be enough.

this poem is shitty the more you read it, I need comments soooo true replies would be great.

note to self: suicide jokes aren’t funny to people that aren’t comfortable with depression.

my life is pathetic.