Gone are those days......
when I will be depressed
but get no comforter
my pillows are my only
comfort zone

Gone are those days....
When I have to walk to the bush
just to talk to myself
thinking the world is over for me
Food looks like a poison

Gone are those days.....
when am being taking for granted
my pure heart being not valued
my patience being seen as hypocrisy
my feelings are only for me

Gone are those days....
for now I forgot how sadness tastes
how depression feels
my emotions are not been played with
being taken as a priority

Mamin_Papi
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