It's easy to fake it, it's hard to face it
It's easier to hide it, it's harder to cure it
It's not in my head, it's in my heart
The pain in my chest, the thoughts in my head
Everyday feels like a drag, I think I'm going mad
Surrounded by people yet feel like a zero
People ask, "Are you okay?"
I lie and reply with a yes
"Fake it till you make it" right?
It's difficult to face my emotions
So, I bury them and try to focus
Focus on what?
On anything but the pain
On anything but the self loathing, miserable, agony which is my existence
I try my hardest in school but no matter what I can't seem to comprehend the knowledge which I am trying to learn
Some say, "It's all in your head," others say, "Just stop being sad"
That depression is an EMOTION we can just turn on and off
If only it were that simple, if only that were true
Each day waking up with the same negative emotions that eat and swallow us up
"You just need to think positive" they say, "Just have hope," they say
Yet they don't know they're part of the pain
That they don't take a second look
They don't see past the walls
"Fake it till you make it"
People say it's just a phase
But I feel like I'm going insane
They don't know that they're the cause
They don't know the true cost
Parents and people thinking they'll get over it, they need space, they need time
What they don't realize is that all that space is hurting them inside, all that time can be spent by helping that someone not by pills, or remedies but by talking with them, spending time with them, being there for them when needed
It's not too much to ask, it's not too complicated a task
All we need is someone to be there
But we need you to ask
We sometimes forget to scream for help
Thinking our cries are our final breath
We need you to say the first word
Oh we long that you would
Depression is a dark place
We need you to show us the way
That with darkness comes light
That for every beginning there is an end
And that end doesn't have to fall in tragedy
So don't tell me to "shake it off"
Don't tell me it hurts less than a broken bone
Depression isn't sadness
I should know, because I'm still faking it till I make it
And even though I lie to myself, it gets me through the day
Surrounding myself with my friends
Talking to them because I don't have the courage to ask my parents for help
"It's all in your head" they say, "It's just a phase" they say
No, it's just my sanity and well being I say
We struggle each and every day hoping to find that light
We are desperate to keep fighting to find it
Some do, some don't
For those that do that's because they have people along the way
For those that don't had no one and melted away
Don't tell me it doesn't hurt because.......
How would you know?
Hey guys, I was inspired to write this when I was watching YouTube. While watching I got a recommend video about depression and other short films. I also just had a loss in September and I'm still grieving. I don't have depression but I still have a great understanding of what it's like.
Thank ypu for reading if you did/do
Once again thank you
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Am I Okay?
Poetry"Don't tell me to "shake it off" Don't tell me it hurts less than a broken bone," "Depression isn't sadness I should know" Just thoughts in my head that come out as poems.
