Happy to be miserable
Heartwarming to be alone
Fulfilled to be tired of all of
What once was fun.
Bored with daily living
Dragged on to make long ass days
To have a taste for something
Butknow not what you crave.
Filled up with emptiness
No room to cram in fear
Imagined self gratification
But images are unclear.
Intangible pain persists
With no hope for a long wished of cure
To know that pain is just depression
Quite hopeless I amsure.
Push for continuity
But change with every breath
Responding very differently
To everyone's requests.
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