Fix This Life Ever felt too weak to care? Like the world has shunned you out, And it's all too hard to bare? Welcome to my world. No time for metaphors, This could be the last thing I ever share. Then will they understand? Then will they care? Take all the bad I've done, Will this right here come close to repair? Welcome to my mind. The darkness won't seem so bad in time, I swear. So this I declare as my final farewell, Accept that I've gone. Don't dare dwell over me. I don't even know what this is about. The first few sentences were about the usual depression I face but then it changed. I started thinking what if I died right now and people saw just this poem. Would this explain my behavior over the past 5 years? Could it help them forgive me? And then it kind of went back to the reason I've been depressed again. Weird poem- not sure if I like it.