HelpA Poem by Caira day
It feels like every time I need someone to help me through hard times no one is ever there. But when they need something or they need help I'm always there for them. I feel like I'm not important to them when I need somethings or I need help. No one was there for me when my aunt died. Everyone keeps pushing me away, every time I need them. I wish someone would have time for me talk to them so I won't be as depressed
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