A Poem For All The Boys Who Tried To Save Me

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A poem about how people try and save you from depression when you want to do it yourself

Submitted: November 03, 2013

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You treat my depression like it’s some project for you to tackle,

But know that every sweet nothing you whisper in my ear will only make me loathe you

As I want to be the one who tells me how perfect I am.

If you are trying to make me feel something, then it isn’t working;

Your fingers can’t do magic tricks-

They won’t make me feel any less hollow by stroking my spine

I refuse to sink like all the ships that were designed to swim

But I don’t want you to be the anchor holding me down.

My parents once told me that happiness comes from within

And I’m pretty sure they didn’t mean,

“From within arrogant boys looking for the next best thing to get bored of”

I guess you believe in all that fairy-tale bullshit about how women are damsels in distress

Well, listen up, honey

The world has moved on from princesses and dragons,

So I don’t want you to be my knight in shining armour.


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