Sad

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Sick with
Anxiety and
Depression
Sad is what they call me
Sick mind
With a touch of anxiety and
A large mix of depression
Sad is what I am
Wieghed down with thoughts
Repressed anger
Appraised worries
Yes I'm sad
I say let me be
Yet I want to be
With you
A little bit of love
A touch of comfort
A taste of something funny
I just might be back on track
Yet, the mind sometimes wallows
Going deep in depression
Making me more sad.
Now, with myself I'm mad

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