depressed you say

You say you're depressed

 

You're depressed i hear you say,

You went out this morning and had a bad day,

Lost your phone? missed your bus?

To me it sounds like a lot of fuss,

 

Youre depressed i hear you say,

todays been a bad day,

but let me tell you its not all that bad

lets be honest your just a little sad

 

Youre depressed I hear you say

this is a phrase that leaves me in dismay

I think people need to be careful the words they throw around

depression is something that nails you to the ground

 

I am depressed its something i say

but let me tell you a bit about my day

This morning i woke up the feeling of dread

this is the time i debate, get up or stay in bed?

 

I am depressed youll often hear me say

but hear what i will tell you about my day

the feeling in my legs the feeling of lead

i often feel im better off dead

 

This is not because i want to die

saying this would be a complete lie

But somedays there is a struggle

my head in daze, my head hurts its  always in a muddle

 

depressed you say? explain to me this

what is it youre feeling? what is it you miss?

the feeling of living of being alive?

my feeling is numbness, dead inside

 

Now im not underestimating how you feel

but sometimes you have to keep it real

Depression is an illness that holds on tight

each day I wake another day I fight

 

See depression isnt being sad when things are not right

its the daily struggle the need to continue the need to fight

now im not saying i know it all

but each day i worry is this the day i will fall?

 

You see people often say they feel depressed

but being depressed is not being able to even get dressed

You see this is my life

daily trouble and strife

 

 

 

See what im trying to tell you is hard to explain

to make understand my constant pain

so this is my story of my depression

the thing that i hold and is my suppression

 

The days a long the nights are short

and everyday is a battle fought

you see i am stuggling though this life

everything seems hard and everything is rife

 

I forgot how it feels to feel happy

this is my story, yes about me

See there isnt much wrong in my life i can recall

from the outside looking in some think i have it all

 

Depression needs no reason it has no rules

all i can say is you often need tools

these are the things you need to feel alive

the things you need to help you stay alive

 

Get up, get dressed, youll feel better they say

but how can they know, when they dont feel this way

im sinking, im losing, im tired and my life is a sham

 the saddest thing is Ive lost who i am

 

 

 

Now my story is not sad and i dont want your sympathy

all i want you to do is think what depression is to me

Its the feeling of drowning, the feeling of being weak

I spend my life looking for the answers I seek

 

Ive come to an age where i have learnt to accept

and often i have cried and often have wept

But this is aprt of me and its here to stay

this is not something that will ever go away

 

Doctors, counselling, pills every day

they are there to support this is what they say

but if you broke your arm and were in pain

putting a plaster over it what would you gain?

 

It masks my problem to help me exist

but being me is something ive missed

the haze, the fog, the blanket of dark

the thing i am missing is my old spark

 

I have good days and bad days but this i cant control

if i wake up feeling joy or in a big hole

the frustration of the constant, the seesaw of being

  and i often have thoughts, thoughts of fleeing

 

 

 

I feel my time is ever so draining

am i living or i am just remaining

I go to bed exhausted and tired

when I wake up i still feel unfired

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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