Depression
Dealing with depression
Is like having a gray cloud follow you around.
Every move you make feels like you’re in slow motion.
Because even when you try,
It feels as though you’re falling.
The madness races between your thoughts
And the world constantly feels like it’s going to end.
The burdens on your shoulders are anything but light.
The smile on your face doesn’t match the sadness in your heart.
Even when everyone sees you,
You constantly feel alone.
Your mind is beautiful,
Even though you may not believe it.
You love to feed off of the lies you are told,
But none of those compare to the immense truth
That you are too scared to face.
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