Chapter 17: Toy

Depression poetryWords: 406

Those voices in your head

Saying you should be dead

Sometimes you think they're wrong

With that one song

That one person who makes you feel loved

They should be a gift from above

All you want is to lay down and cry

Should you listen to the voices and die

All you need is that one cut

All you want is to die but

He smiles with those blue eyes

Suddenly the voices die

Does he really love you

Or are you a toy