It bothers me
When people
Say they are depressed
When they're not
Because depression
Is a feeling
Of hopelessness
Of nothing
You are sure
You will never see
The light of day again
Even when
The person you love most
Is holding you
You are sure you don't deserve it
And you are not good enough
It is uncontrollable
Like a small child
No one wants to be depressed
No one chooses it
Those of us who are unlucky enough
Get to suffer that fate
Or maybe
It's those of us
Who can handle it
Get the challenge
Either way
I didn't ask for it
No one does
Nothing can be
All bad
There has to be some good
The good looks so much better
To someone who is depressed
Because they know what it really means
To feel sad
Empty
Lonely
Helpless
Worthless
And loved
All at once
And feeling all the bad
While knowing you are loved
Is the worst punishment of all
- Fight for me
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Persistence
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