my depression and me |
I used to be the happy girl I used to look cute and smile all the time I used to cheer my friends up in every situation I used to live my life the way I wanted I used to be happy I used to have the perfect life I had always something to laught I had a lot of good friends I got good grades I used to be quite popular and everybody knew me as the happy girl but then it slowly changed completly I became more thoughtful I started thinking about my life I started beliving i'm not worth anything when ever something went wrong, I believed it was my fault I would cry myself to sleep every night and it got worse I would cut my skin every night I couldn't sleep cause I was so sad I thought about suicid I wanted to die I stopped talking about my feelings at all and I didn't even get help from my friends or family not because they don't love me but they just didn't realise how i felt cause i acted like the girl I used to be whenever someone was around I know it wasn't good but i just couldn't be myself and the only reason why i'm still alive is: I feared not to die cause that way everybode would've knewn i'm a failure And that's on my life no i'm not better yet and yes I know I should talk to someone hope your life goes better maie |