Everyday I walk out with a smile,
Everyday I hold it in for a while,
Everyday I act like I'm fine,
but everyday I wish this life weren't mine.
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S.alexandra (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I struggle with mental illness and sometimes it gets very hard to the point I don't want be here. I'm sick everyday of my life maybe not pyshically but it's like having a cold in my brain. I'm supposed to be going to therapy but they keep canceling on me which make everything worse so my form of therapy is poetry and playing the piano. I wrote this during one of the many weeks of waiting for a new appointment.
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