Depressed people are the ones who actually see the world for what it really is....
the_loneseeker
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Some scars are better left hidden.
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The world tells you to be mature and express yourself, but the minute that you do, it tells you to shut up.
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What if you had it all
But nobody to call?
Maybe then you'd know me -
She was ecstatic that her wings were unclipped,
But little did she know that she was flying in a locked cage.....
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The truth. It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.
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Villian or Victim
People say he is the villain,
In his heart he is the victim.
What should he believe?
He often wondered,
Why do people judge after hearing one side?
Why is no one curious about the other side?
Why is it assumed that if you don't speak out you're not suffering?
In the last moments of his life,
He realised that no one would know the truth about his life,
How he was suffering in silence,
How he was overwhelmed with loneliness
How he often thought about his death,
And most importantly how happy he was to die....
His final thought was,
"Will people remember me as a villian or a victim?"
With that he closed his eyes for the last time....
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the_loneseeker 11w
You're too sensitive, you're emotionally very weak, you don't know how lucky you are you don't have any problems in your life, you can't survive in this world they said " I feel like dying, I'm tired of bottling everything and pretending things are great, I wake up everyday and the first thought I have is how much I hate my life and myself still I get up and fake a smile and face a lot of things, I want to tell someone, cry but I can't. I don't remember the last time I had a good day without one bad thought. So yeah I don't have any problems and no I'll never know how to survive in this world." she thought and just smiled at them...
©the_loneseeker -
Her influence remains.....
©the_loneseeker -
the_loneseeker 12w
Seeker
Be a seeker of your own truth...
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Reality
©darkshadow10
You know my name
Not my story
You see my smile
Not my pain
You notice my cuts
Not my scars
