Depressed, Indecisive, Unstable.

Published January 2, 2013 by ashleyhannelore

Every day, you bring me down. Just to obtain happiness. You make me feel even worse, only so you feel as if you overpower me.You tear me apart, ripping me to shreds, as if I am a piece of paper. You see me as a rag doll, that you can throw at the walls. You almost control me. When in your presence, I am the ant, you the giant. My existance isn’t worth much, in your pathetic world. My alternate universe forms in the palm of my hand. Hoping that one day soon, it can exist too. A world where giants and ants are equal. A world where we don’t find power in making people small. A perfect world.


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