I hide it from you,
And I hide it from them.
I act with a clue,
I act like a gem.
I have it so deep,
Locked away deep inside.
It seeps and it creeps,
But it's so hard to hide.
It roots itself down,
It sticks to your core.
It is all around,
Making life like a chore.
It consumes and destroys,
Until nothing's left.
It blocks everything out, like white noise,
And it grows and grows, doubling in heft.
Now, I have just one little question for you, dear,
Whoever told you depression wasn't something to fear?
