Knock knock get the door it's depression
I sit in class and wonder where my life went wrong. Was it when I got taken away from my mother in 3rd grade? Was it in 6th grade when I threatened to kill myself for the first time and no one got me help? Was it when they finally got me help the summer before sophomore year with someone who took advantage of me and my family for 6 months? Was it when I decided I was ready to lose my virginity to someone who couldn’t care less about me? When did my life fall apart?
I think it was a combination of all of the above. I think that all of those events contributed to my downfall and I finally shattered when I found out that my mom was dying.
