"The 'Art' of Depression" -Nick Howard M. Encarnacion
We all sometimes have been stressed out,
having tired minds, hearts with many doubts.
But some of us may go higher than that,
its called depression, happens everywhere we at.
When every mistake is done,
We think the suspect is me, the only one.
We create anxieties, we create sadness.
And then we have loneliness, and even hopelessness.
I don't know why we can't see life bright.
Even though it always have a beautiful sight.
We just cant see day, it's always night.
We're always at the dark, not in the light.
We are like locked up in a cell,
no sounds, no instruments, and even no bell.
It's too quiet inside, yet not too peaceful.
We sometime have happiness, but its only handful.
You know where the ugly cell is?
It's in our minds, and it has no ease.
So just because it was locked in with me,
It doesn't mean it has an easy key.
Ourselves is one of the great keys.
We just have to learn, with doctors w/ ease.
This solution is very easy, yes it is.
yet ourselves won't cooperate, just one time, please?
The other key is the "false" one.
It makes our life so, so, done.
Its called "suicide" for a reason.
It makes us escape, but leaves us with no lesson.
So now you know how it feels.
You can't be soft, you must be steel.
We didn't want this, we didn't signed deals.
Its just it won't make us stand, it makes us kneel.
We're locked up in a cell, which is in our mind.
Yet the keys always have to do with my mind.
Its just that me and "proper" people won't bind.
Because we're deaf, we're immobilized, and definitely blind.
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