Depression


Sometimes I am my worse enemy
around a million people and still feel lonely
At times people talk right in my face
but my thoughts are in another place
then some want to be the doctor real quick
but medicine don't help people that's not sick
living with depression or anxiety                     
its in everyone its not part of society
We teach our kids to achieve and go far
but what if they mess up & mentally get a scar
Did you ever teach them if you mess up its ok
or is it just easier to say
"You need help go see a psychiatrist"
it's cool if you do but listen to this
I may not have alot of education
that might be in some of ya'll conversation
but when I sleep, eat, and do my daily shit
I'm being myself what you see is what you get
To everyone that suffers with depression
we all go through it this is my confession

 

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