WALKING DEAD


Expectations fueled her ,
but what about motivation.

Thought her life was in satisfying others,
never realised she was in depression.

Thought about killing herself,
but she lacked the guts to push the knife deeper.
She was tired of life,tired of yelling,tired of herself
but guess what nobody helped her not even her mother.

She could not take it anymore,
but guess she did not have a choice.
So she slipped into the black world,
a place where you can only hear the taunting voice.

Wanna know who the girl is?
she is the one who wrote this.

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