Depression is like a war
Not with the world
But the thoughts in your brain
Its having to explain
Everything over and over again
Why you cant get out of bed
Or why you mutter to yourself
Its the scars on your wrist
The headaches
And the cries to your pillow
Sometimes people don't hear it
Or maybe they don't care
But this whole issue
As much as people deny
Its a war
Pouring on the innocent
And killing the weak
Cause most of the time
The ones who give up
Have seen the most pain
Felt the weight of the world
And carried their baggage everywhere
So don't forget
Everyone's fighting a battle
And it might just be the start of yours
As they end theirs.
