Heaviness spreads through
My body,
My arms, my legs, now lead.
I try to explain the feelings
To you, to them,
My heart feels almost dead.
How can I explain
To you,
The feelings I feel, alone.
You don't understand or
These feelings you condone.
"Depression can't be what you feel",
You say,
Laughing in my face.
Because I'm happy on the
Depression couldn't be the case.
Stop for one second and think
What happens when you're not there.
Just because I'm happy now
Don't think,
My sadness is rare.