The days drag on
and the weeks seem longer.
Happines is a disguise
but the sadness is real.
Depression drags on
It's not easily forgettable.
Leaving behind scars
Tearing your insides apart.
I don't want it to be real
I need it to be fantasy.
I still have dreams
So many things uncertain.
The days drag on
And the weeks seem longer
I'm just trying to get through
As a girl with depression.