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It doesn't matter how hard I try People succeed in making me cry I look away, they come to me All I want is to be free They won't leave me alone, they want to fight I just want to do things right I tried so hard to be strong Everything I do turns out wrong They blame my fear on the tunes I hear They say depression is a silent wish They know nothing of this mind of mine They say everything will turn out fine Yet I see nothing of this truth Everything seems so uncouth I slip away all by myself To feel again those things I felt I feel these things inside my head I hear these things I wish I'd read In the end I know who has won In the end I know what has to be doneDone and dusted at 00:16 on 26th November 2001. Woo! Tis about depression and knowing that it's only me who can get myself out of it. © on Nov 23 2001 01:24 PM PST, Laura Rose Knowles personal • angst
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"It doesn't matter how hard I try..."