I Wonder Why
I sit here and wonder why
I can't let anyone inside my heart
My life is so cold and empty these days
Except for the fear
I seem to hold so close to my heart
Nothing interesting ever happened to me
I feel so dead inside
But somehow I keep on breathing
I wonder why I can't seem
To shake this feeling of desperation and anger
I sit and wonder why
I choose to live this way
With these thought that tries
To drive me to suicide everyday
I sit here and wonder why
I can't seem to bring myself
to do anything about my depression
poem by Beth Ann
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