Depression is Real

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Sitting alone, with constant echoes:  you are ok, that's what they say:  they see your pain, yet look away:  they say just smmile, you will be fine:  just be happy, they say it's easy:  not depression, but imagination:  they say you're fine, it's all in your mind:  you try to explain, the depth of your pain:  you're pushed away, they call it fake:  until the day, you walk away:  leaving behind, the pain in your mind: that they refused to see, and now you're free:  you can now fly, away tonight, they all realize, the things they denied:  the pain  you felt, how they could have helped:  now it's to late, you were not saved:  but they all learned, that when we hurt:  everything we feel, is all to real:  it's depression, not imagination:
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