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Another one about depression


Put on your happy face,
They donít want to see the real you.
Stop looking so depressed,
Weíre tired of hearing that youíre so blue.

Get over it, stop being so sad!
Look at the loser in the mirror and force yourself to laugh.
Oh poor little me, they took my self-esteem;
Isnít life a funny old thing?

Stop pitying yourself, we donít want to hear it;
For itís getting rather old now, change the subject.
God? Why the fuck did you make him such a loser?
Heís so fucking depressing, wallowing in his self-pity filled ego.

We donít need to hear what he has to say;
Weíve heard it all before.
Tell him to just get over it!
And stop being such a bore.
So his girl was a whore,
But heís not even with her anymore.
Fuck him! †He can sit there and cry all he wants;
What the fuck is he always so sad for?

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