The torture of mental disability in me

Mental issues need many tissues
Nobody grasps a mind like we do
Not just anyone is to be trusted
Inside our fragility of thought

Our minds are not a game to  tweak and distort away
Not your way to choose what our
 Right or Wrong is to the world
We don't deserve to be pushed
 Into your wards of insecurity
Making us crazy to the world from
 words of PHDs not people

We have intelligence
We are not ignorant
Everyone presumably believes
Mental instability is things it isn't

Shaming us for just surviving
Then for when we arrive at stability
Never allowing us to grow 
Beyond the negatives you hold
So dear and strong forevermore

Proof that a depression stage
Never really goes away
For nobody allows you to get 'better'

We expect certain actions
Do not look like that
Go to therapy
Listen to happier music
Find better friends
Your tone is wrong
The list just goes on and on

We are never free from our pain we feel
Cause nobody wants it to be let go
We beat it like a dead horse
Till it developes anxiety
Then that grows to sleepless nights
Then the fights start to grow
We try to run away from it
Numb it all away
Find the will to press on and change
Hoping that those who knew me are gone
So that I can continue to move on
Yet everynight I lay awake
Next to yours truly
Husband of little words
Reminded I am stuck with what I am
Till someone has the sense to see
Me for more than a mental illness
That gets in the way