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Am I loved
Am I real
Am I even seen
Who am I
To you

Who am I

To me
Who am I even
Supposed to be
Depressed and
Drowning
With a soul
Silently screaming

To be free
Reaching out

For anyone

Left all alone again
Surrounded by darkness
In a hell man made
At wits end

Depression hell bent
On taking me
Down again
I take a step back
And a deep breath
Close my eyes
Count to five
And force myself
To get back
Up again
Yes I will
Survive