Depression is not easy to deal,
Its like mending broken hearts that can't be sealed.
Depression is what I feel,
And believe me, coz this is real.
Wearing mask when infront of anyone,
But the truth? I'm lying to everyone.
I know I'm just no one,
So will you please give me a gun?
Stress and depression are not the same,
So dont tell me that you know my pain.
Depression is not a simple game,
But it is the deadliest game.
You're just stressed,
But I'm depressed.
Any moment now I could rest,
Rest in peace coz I give up from this kind test!
I'm weak and I'm fake,
But my own life is what I can take.
My heart aches,
But my life is at stake!
I am stupid and too naive!
So here on earth, I must leave.
I always felt grieve,
Because negative judgements are what I've received.
My main enemy is extreme anxiety,
My mentality and the society!
I always thought about the negativities,
And I'm so sorry.
I'm always wrong,
And here on earth I dont belong.
I'm already saying my reasons through this poem,
Coz I can't say it, direct to the point.
Extreme anxiety is not good, right?
Soon maybe I'll be alright,
But right now, I must fight,
Fight this depression all night!
But how? Could I do it myself?
Could it end up good as well?
What if along the fight, I fell?
Is this my last farewell?
Depression is not easy as you think,
And it wouldn't be gone in just a blink.
Deep to the ocean, I must sink,
To find some answers I long to see.
My reasons must be too simple,
But for me my life is miserable.
Miserable because of those harsh reasons,
And I do believe, I must end it soon.
