The Depressionist Poem by TR Jones

My life is just one big let down
I surprise myself by not always wearing a frown
It looks good, it feels good
But in the end, I d take it back if I could
My hopes always get up way high
But then the happiness waves goodbye
Then I m left by myself, all alone
I can feel my heart turning into stone
Because it has been jumping up and down in my chest
And now it just barely pumps, at best
I m always looking forward to the next date
But when the day is gone and it has grown late
I feel no different, just the same