I'm depressed
But i repress it,
I have the symptoms,
My mom is concerned
But I'm okay, i am happy.
Yet it doesn't stop the worrying.
Stress likes to caress my forehead.
It always leaves lines there
Lines that my mind fills with words,
Lines that sometimes feel like cracks
Where the weight of the world seeps in
Weighing my head down on my shoulders.
Why would i want to change the world?
I got to save myself from this depression,
But I'm happy though..
I don't know how this makes sense.
The world isn't safe
I can't act my age
Everywhere i look
Seems to have blood on the pages..
Parties and substances
I can't tolerate the noises
Or the people, i dislike the people
With the might of Disney's Hercules..
I just want a thrill..
Transcend my body
In fumes until i hit the ceiling,
Fall from the sky and land on my feet
Go up and down at speeds i can't reach
On my own,
I want to live away from society
I want to know what my bubble was made of
So i can build another one
And float away with my queen
Exploring.. Soaring thru the heavens
Away from this man-made madness.
This isn't life, this is survival.
It gets exhausting to be different
In a world of sheep and clones
In an age where technology is advanced
Where everything keeps on changing
Behind the facade of a vain society.
It gets tiring to be strong all the time
We need our moments of weakness
To gain more strength
And know what were up against..
