I am spelling my misfortune out.
Something broke inside my brain
And I lost the ability to cry.
That cold day in December,
Turned my body into a cage.
And to make sure that I remember,
Thinking is all that I can do.
I no longer know how to get through the day.
I no longer know how to find the words.
And every day stays exactly the same,
While it rains inside my head.
I think
I'm depressed.
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