To
The
Girl
Who
Calls
Herself
Depressed,
A mess,
And
Always
Distressed.

The
Boy
Who
Sits
Alone
Because
He
Got
Scared
To
Talk
To
People.

The
Ones
Who
Still
Act
Sweet,
Pure,
And
Innocent
Even
Though
Aren't
Anymore.

The
Kids
Who
Already
Have
Eating
Disorders.

The
Adults
That
Are
So
Stressed
They
Break
Down
Crying
In the
Middle
Of the
Day.

You are heard.

You aren't a attention seeker.

You are loved.

And dont need to change.