Depressed

I wish I could make you understand there is no logic. No reason. Nothing to justify my feelings. The void is swallowing me. I am drowning. I do not know when I slipped in. I also do not know when I shall slip back out of the depths.

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The way the sun hits your face, Makes my heart jump up a pace. That little smile you give me, Becomes all that I can even see.

Good Girl

Lea was a good girl. She woke up at the appropriate time, every day. She made her bed. She brushed her hair. She brushed her teeth. When it was time to eat, she ate. Her mother always praised her at breakfast. Her father smiled over his coffee. Lea was a good girl. Every day, she…