In this world, it feels impossible to be depressed
there are stigmatisms
the non-believers
the "I have it worse."
and the ones who roll their eyes
Let me ask you this
Do you think that I make this up?
Do you think its all fake?
I can provide evidence
A ten page essay if you like
But why should I have to prove what I know happened
When your dreams turn sour and you know what pain is
Maybe then you'll understand
Agony is real
Lies this intricate hard to make up
I tell you the truth
To warn you and your children
What you do
I cannot control
But I can live now
Knowing I told you
About the darkness hidden behind a shiny smile
I pray you head my warning
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