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I think I am depressed, but life just keeps pushing me on. I don't feel it when I have something to work towards, but when I have nothing I can do, I actually have to feel.
Another year in this house, I don't know if I can do it. I want too much right now. And if it wasn't for certain situations I could say damn the world and have it. But I have to be responsible in ways I am not sure I want, but it has to be me.
Another year in this house, I don't know if I can do it. I want too much right now. And if it wasn't for certain situations I could say damn the world and have it. But I have to be responsible in ways I am not sure I want, but it has to be me.