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Depression
It's a hard thing to explain
When you feel you're insane,
When all day you've sat and cried,
When you feel so empty inside,
When with friends you lose touch
Because you hate yourself so much,
Because they've watched it all start
As your life fell apart,
But sometime in yourself,
You'll realize it's mental health,
There may be reasons for your feelings,
Yourself... there can be healings,
And hopefully you will find,
It's not your fault... it's in your mind.
by Lisa Marie
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