Depression
The world is only a figure on a map
Between life and death there is no gap.
Music is only a burden on your ears
Suddenly remorseful anger will convert
to pouring tears.
Life is punishment you feel you deserve
One little problem swells your nerves.
Isolation is your only cure
Which you feel you can no longer endure.
On this earth you are of no good use
For you are your one and only best friend.
You feel no one loves or cares about you
And for this reason you have no clue.
Love is just pure hypocrisy
Created of envy, hatred and jealousy.
The only solution in your view
Is death without further adieu.
Yet the real solution is loving yourself first
For this will remove depression, like a
quenched thirst.
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