Live life proud

When I think about my life, I soon begin to cry.
And all I want to do is lie down and die.
The hurtful words and scars on my heart.
I feel torn apart.

Get over it they all said, it's not that bad.
And the fact that they have no idea what it feels like makes me mad.
Because words hurt and there's nothing you can do,
That pain of everything they throw at you will never sweep through.

Depression is not a joke; it's not something you take lightly.
This world is gripping you tightly and you can't escape,
And everyone thinks you're a mistake.

Hold on to that last string of your heart.
Don't give up on people.
Even if there is one person in your life who appreciates you.
Who accepts you for who you are.
So live on and don't let the railroads of life confuse you.
Live on and be proud of who you are and not who people want you to be.