I stopped showering after a while, that was after I stopped caring.
I also stopped taking to people, my wide social group soon became me and a few people.
I then started wearing the same clothes for weeks and not brushing my hair...

this was all before my friends realised that I've actually been depressed for 5 years and not faking it for the attention. why would I fake the thing that made me want to end my own life?

( I apologise for the depressing sh*try themes of my poems but it's easier to tell strangers with a metaphor my problems than actually tell people. if you don't like them just tell me to shut up😂 )

And remember to tell someone if your not ok or need help

© me