just got done writing this poem very short please enjoy! Its gonna be a long long time, until I'm off this down hill ride. I know that I’m always crying, crying that I’m always dying. But does anyone take the time just to see if I'm alright? I'll always be insane, mind is never free. Wishing I was something I can never be. Everyday feels like a struggle to survive, contemplate suicide everyday since I was five. Don't know who I'm, neither do my friends. I obsess over waiting for the world to end! nothing seems to keep my attention. Fun, hobbies, and other distractions. I just don't care, maybe that’s my flaw. Depression always make me wanna bawl. Smiling is hard no matter how I try, or maybe I was born to just die!