To whom it may concern,
My depression grows deeper.
To unimaginable depths,
I'm getting weaker and weaker.
I strive for a way out,
Of making bad decisions.
But my anger grows,
I need someone to listen.
But I have no more friends,
I'm all alone.
And my sadness grows,
My tears begin to flow.
I'd say with so much anger inside,
Why can't you like me!?
What is it about me!?
So many questions I have!
If only you would listen to me!
I'm writing this tonight,
Having time to burn,
But nobody cares.
To whom it may concern.
