The thing is I really don't know why I just don't think this is depression it doesn't really classify

My life is so good right now I don't understand, I shouldn't want to die I should feel grateful because life is so grand

The reality is I'm not okay, I feel so fragile and that by the minute my bones decay

I truly don't comprehend why my mind works like this life is a shit show that I don't recommend

They say I'll get through it but it's been afue years and I haven't conquered any of my fears

Life feels so hopeless and so out of focus but there's clearly some hope and that is why I wrote this

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