Lunch times bore me to death

wrote this at lunch. it confused my friends D:

Depression
is what fills
my head but only when

I am alone
and bruised
from all the

Fighting
the words of hate
that fill the

Air
is what i need
to breath and

Live
-ing isnt something
I do

Well
i how i
want to

Be
with you
for

Always
remember me
and never ever

Forget
the fact that
i love

You
is what i need
and lack



hope you dont think it sucks