Depression can be as small as a bee or as big as a bear when you wake up. You will never know wether it's gonna be the bee or bear. Because depression is always and will always haunt you. It's not a fun party, although it is a party. Just not a party you want to be at. Your "friends" are here! The first one their is depression... Oh wait! He brought his cousin anxiety!! But wait is their more people coming? Anxiety brought his friend anemia. Oh no! I'm at a party. Everyone is having fun but Me. It's a party one that I don't want to be at. It's like my body is the host but by force. Nobody asks for depression or anxiety. If they do they are crazy as fuck. It sucks but it is what it is. Nobody chooses to want to cut in the right mind , it's a sign of relief. Nobody chooses to want to jump off of a cliff in the right mind. Nobody chooses the family members they receive otherwise the work would be fucking perfect. Perfect may be boring but boring isn't dramatic surrounded all of these put downs and being bullied. Nobody knows what it feels like until they are crying themselves to sleep wondering how to live the day to its fullest and how to make the world go round'. The worst thing for anybody to think is...
" the world will still spin the sun would still come out, the moon will light up the dark sky, people will still talk, nobody has been in the shoes of a depressed person unless you have depression. So unless some person makes up a cure for depression other then sanity, don't expect a real smile. It's a face behind a mask that's has yet to be revealed. You wanna see it?
CURE ME
