Reasons why I'm ever depressed
Every time I try to rise above.
People shoot me down with no love.
No one ever supports me.
Treating me like an ordinary flea.
They will never believe.
that I could ever achieve.
My dreams, my goals, my big objective.
People think I will always be defective.
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