Illness
The mind of many souls are restless,
All efforts to cheer them are fruitless,
How can we be so careless?
We shouldn't have been so clueless,
Many suffer in silence,
Their sorrow seems endless,
Their heart full of darkness,
They have become helpless.
It's time to change this illness,
The act of being careless and clueless,
Let's help those who have become hopeless,
Depression is real don't be useless.
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