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Oh, how I laugh
As you tell the others
How I'm just fine,
I'm normal like everyone
And there's not a thing
Ever wrong with me,
It's just a fulfilling act
-- I'm just another fake
It's the people like you
I wish to hug so dearly
And let you know
That it will be okay,
Because it's obvious to me
That mind of yours isn't ready
For the life waiting ahead
I'd you knew enough,
You'd realize the dark sheet
That covers my mind -
It allows in the sun
While elsewhere,
My thoughts collapse
Falling over each other,
Rolling to the front
Where the dark sheet falls
And sends all my mind
Into another episode
Of a fit of depression
But you go on ahead,
And let them all know
How happy I always look
And how the moments
I break down in class
Is just my asking
For undeserved attention
If they know better,
If they understand challenge,
They'll know whether or not
To call me names
From the back of the room
Just like you,
Or be one of those
Who lay a hand on my back
And tell me how it'll pass
And the sheet will rise
To allow the light
Until that moment comes
For their decision to be made,
I'll wait for you to have a challenge
And it's your break-down
That occurs around us all -
And I'll hug you tight
And give you the pity
You'll be requesting,
Since you won't even know
What strength even is
To pull yourself out
And when you break comes,
I'll be sure to tell the others
To send her some pity
Because her mind can't quite
Wrap around the idea
That the sheet will rise
For all she understands
Is the fake emotions
And all she can know
Is how to ask for pity
Since all she can comprehend
Is the need for attention -
While the rest of us know
That the attention we ask for
Isn't in the form of pity,
But simply just a piece of reality
To remind us of ourselves
And help bring us back around
To a point where the sun shines
Past the falling sheet
In other cases,
The sheet doesn't even exist,
And some get so much sun
It fries away the rightness
In the minds of simplicity,
And attention-asking pity
As you tell the others
How I'm just fine,
I'm normal like everyone
And there's not a thing
Ever wrong with me,
It's just a fulfilling act
-- I'm just another fake
It's the people like you
I wish to hug so dearly
And let you know
That it will be okay,
Because it's obvious to me
That mind of yours isn't ready
For the life waiting ahead
I'd you knew enough,
You'd realize the dark sheet
That covers my mind -
It allows in the sun
While elsewhere,
My thoughts collapse
Falling over each other,
Rolling to the front
Where the dark sheet falls
And sends all my mind
Into another episode
Of a fit of depression
But you go on ahead,
And let them all know
How happy I always look
And how the moments
I break down in class
Is just my asking
For undeserved attention
If they know better,
If they understand challenge,
They'll know whether or not
To call me names
From the back of the room
Just like you,
Or be one of those
Who lay a hand on my back
And tell me how it'll pass
And the sheet will rise
To allow the light
Until that moment comes
For their decision to be made,
I'll wait for you to have a challenge
And it's your break-down
That occurs around us all -
And I'll hug you tight
And give you the pity
You'll be requesting,
Since you won't even know
What strength even is
To pull yourself out
And when you break comes,
I'll be sure to tell the others
To send her some pity
Because her mind can't quite
Wrap around the idea
That the sheet will rise
For all she understands
Is the fake emotions
And all she can know
Is how to ask for pity
Since all she can comprehend
Is the need for attention -
While the rest of us know
That the attention we ask for
Isn't in the form of pity,
But simply just a piece of reality
To remind us of ourselves
And help bring us back around
To a point where the sun shines
Past the falling sheet
In other cases,
The sheet doesn't even exist,
And some get so much sun
It fries away the rightness
In the minds of simplicity,
And attention-asking pity
Literature
Escrtito #2 que te dedico.
Ya mi mente envenenada con tu persona ni siquiera puede recordar la razón del por qué estos sentimientos tan destructivos que siento por ti. Ni siquiera sé si tienen sentido mis palabras, cuando hablo de ti me siento como una loca enjaula. Mi locura es el amor que me provocas y mi jaula el deseo que no sacio. Me siento como una estúpida porque me tienes a tus pies y lo sabes, lo sabes porque mi actitud incontrolable te lo demostró. Hay algo que si recuerdo, aquel primer día de clases, aquel sol de 8am que encendía tu pelo color caramelo, aquella mirada profunda atrapada en el vidrio de tus lentes, las vuelta
Literature
The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
Literature
apocryphal
so cunning and seemingly honest
at times there is nothing but wit
yet not quite real on the inside
but nothing we care to admit
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One of the things that irritates me most in life are the people who like to use depression as an attention-seeking excuse. Because things like 'my boyfriend dumped me' doesn't get you pity, but 'my boyfriend dumped me, and it lead me into depression' suddenly it's just everyone can't even handle how she breaks down in class. And it irritates me, despite the situation they use the excuse in, because they don't even get it. It's like something makes them sad, so now they're depressed... Sometimes, I feel bad for them because of how stupid it is.
This is specifically about a friend who is really good at frustrating me. I try and help her, and her usual reply is "I have depression, you don't understand me!" Well, yes, actually - I do understand to enough of a degree that if she'd listen to me, she wouldn't be stuck in this problem any longer.
4.12.14
This is specifically about a friend who is really good at frustrating me. I try and help her, and her usual reply is "I have depression, you don't understand me!" Well, yes, actually - I do understand to enough of a degree that if she'd listen to me, she wouldn't be stuck in this problem any longer.
4.12.14
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I want to hug you and everyone who commented because I completely agree! I have depression and my peers say I'm asking for pity when I say I have clinical depression and talk about being in a mental hospital and being bullied and having ten years of therapy. It sucks. And it's mostly because of the people who don't have depression but want attention fake it for pity and make the real depressed people look bad!