knowledge never confused me so much. (prosetry, maybe)

[godream]

Armed with my clinical definition and my cliched advice I set out to --
what?
Research notwithstanding
I still don't know if I care too much or too little,
and there couldn't be a worse time to ask you.
They say you're drowning
but I can't imagine not knowing how to swim
are you sure you're trying hard enough?
And when you laugh I feel guilty for thinking
there must be nothing wrong.


One of my sibs has depression problems. (And still all I can think about is how that makes ME feel.) Also I should be writing college essays. :/

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*g* My stepmom denies it but you're totally right. There's probably a pretty decent chance you found out before I did... there're definitely people in this house who still don't know. :P