Saddness and disbelief,
Have eaten away my soul,
The only thing I have left,
Is to walk around in seasonal affective disorder,
Not knowing what to do,
Only that I have lost all hope for survival,
My survival has come to an end,
I have reached my final hours,
In a short time I'll be gone forever,
Only to be a fading memory,
Nobody knows the pain I'm in,
To be suffering everyday,
They don't understand,
They think its all fake,
If only they could see,
I'm about to explode in grief and saddness,
All the memories are scarred to my brain,
Only to reoccur and flareto worries,
I wish they would see,
That I try to be reasonable,
To let them understand,
But they all take it the wrong way,
So I have been tormented by these fools,
Saddness and grief,
My soul has been eaten,
I get called a freak,
By people who don't understand me,
All because,
I am and always will be,
MISUNDERSTOOD!!!

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