Roses in a vase
Pale yellow surrounds
Supposedly a calming place
To let all your fears out
I spent too long there
Not much help it was
If nothing I did made me care
Why did she think she could?
I would sit an hour a week
Tell her all my stories
She’d ask how it made me feel
If I didn’t think I was loved
I knew my family’s love was real
But I didn’t love myself enough
Depression: a word said too much
Just to give a reason
I know I never really was
In that horrible, suffocating position
The roses never changed
Yeah, they were fake
Just like my “disease”
My supposed messed up chemistry
What about those
That are really in pain?
Those without the help
That I got in vain?
Pray for their peace tonight
Show them they’re not alone
That they have love in their life
That it’s not for them to go on their own
Depression isn’t an easy go to
It should have never been said to me
I just hated the school I went to
Something too simple for them to see
If I hadn’t had told them
That the pills didn’t help
I’d still be taking them
I’d still be saying how I felt
I pray for you
Every single night
I hope that you
Can one day see the light
Hope, love, and faith
Joy, peace, and truth
Just make it day by day
Just know that I love you
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