Because Mental Health is often unseen.
They don't ask to have depression,
Or end up with too much stress,
To suffer with life's issues,
And end up in a mess.
They don't ask to feel lonely,
Or to live in fear every day,
Having to care for those you loved,
And lose the ones you wanted to stay.
They don't ask to suffer in silence,
Or to always live in doubt,
Sometimes it just needs a friendly face,
To talk and help them out.
The mind is very complex,
And life can be very mean,
Ask for help if you think it's needed,
Because Mental Health is often unseen.
Written by David Boyce
26 July 2016
Copyright ©DavidBoyce2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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