I wish I didn’t know the words apathy and depression,
I wish my teenage brain had protected itself.
My mind and anxiety are dancing in obsession,
I bottle up my feelings and put them away
On the darkest bookshelf.
I’ve collected hundreds of poems toward it.
Where is the end? Where to find a relief?
Each mental conflict is a test not to quit.
I compel myself NOT TO QUIT, but believe.
believe.
believe.
I wish I didn t know
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