Depression? Poem by Emilie Strand
Depression?
My friends are all talking about how great the world is
How they love to explore their minds and,
how they love the realization of how much there is out there.
And I just sit there nodding, silently disagreeing.
When I close my eyes and think of the world
I do not see birds, bees and happiness
I see war, death and everything coming to an end.
Is this what I have heard so much about, depression?
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