Understanding Depression
It watches you during the day and during the night ready for when you put up a fight.
Depression is a complexion that is a progression, you feel the anger and hate yourself, leaving the real
you on shelve. The world comes crashing around you and it's no longer a reality but a fantasy.
Depression can be triggered when one pulls the trigger.
For the times you feel blue your not alone, for the times you feel sad I will make you glad, for the times cut I will simply say that's enough.
For the day you die I'll cry.
Get away from the edge and take my hand, get away from the ledge from which you stand I will try my best to understand.
Put the knife down and see my sorrow, put the tables down you still have tomorrow, put the rope away and come out to play, come up from the water and let's start a new order, come out of the darkness and into the light you will see me standing there saying its all right
Depression
Is a complexion that is a progression,
you feel the anger and hate for yourself
leaving the real you on a shelve. The world comes crashing down around you
and it's no longer a reality
Anxiety
You feel lost and confused while others feel amused.
They start to get to you and you down know what to do.
The people you see and the places you go its all new.
Mood Disorders
One minute your in the grave,
the next minute you have the blues,
You don't know what has came over you this is something new.
Eating Disorders
You refuse to eat even meat.
You can't stand looking at food as it make you weep.
Looking at yourself in the mirror you feel disgusted
that you simply can't sleep.
You don't want to eat anymore you want to be super and slim.
Every time you try and eat food it just looks horrible and grim.
Who Do People Bully ME
Am I too short, fat and dumb? the words you use makes me feel numb.
Am I not smart, pretty or clean? Your words are very mean.
Am I different unique but round? All I want is to make you proud.
Am I rich, am I ugly am I poor? Why do I need to impress for?
Show and tell and I failed because you made me stand there feel like a loose door nail.
Why do you bully? Why do you swear? Why do you take the mic out of the clothes we wear?
Why do you physically hurt me? inside it burns me.
Why do you feel the a need to share and then go around acting like you don't care?
What if I sleep tonight but die tomorrow could you handle that sorrow? for all my friends
to follow my shadow just know that I will glow.
Just know where you stand and take my hand as
a new generation is among us it's time to put the past behind us, don't turn a blind eye and ignore
who I am because when you think I don't you know I can.
I Am The Victim
You are the bully that calls me short.
I am the victim saying no I'm not.
You are the bully that bring me down.
I am the victim that wears the frown.
You are bully that clowns around.
I am the victim full of doubt.
You are the bully that stands with friends.
I am the victim that will put this to the end.
You are the bully that drive me nuts.
I am the victim with the cuts.
You are the bully that judges what I wear.
I am the victim that really cares.
Don't hate me because I'm fat, don't hate me because I'm black
Just because I'm brown you don't have a right to make me frown.
Just because I am happy you should never bring me down.
Just because I'm disabled don't mean I'm not able.
Just because I'm unique don't treat me differently.
Just because I've changed don't mean I'm not the same.
Your words and hate are torturers that drive me insane while all this time my friends and family stay sane.
Mental Health Unknown
My shadows that follow me bring the darkness and ring in my ear. It's a thing I can't control, its a thing most people fear
All alone, trapped and confused, people would laugh at me and feel amused because of this I feel abused.
The darkness is my only friend I wish this madness would end. The voices I hear in my head drive me round the bend.
For what I see and you can't don't mean I am crazy, mad or bad just please try to understand.
For all this time as you can see the lucky one that got chosen was me. I didn't ask for this, I didn't want this,
I'd rather live my life without this and just be free.
I didn't chose mental health. Mental health chose me!
The scars on my arms, remind me of the pain I left behind, why at that point was I so blind to realize what I would be leaving behind.
I counted my friends, my family the unknown if I leave now they will be broke.
The cuts on my arm are no more just scares that remain and the darkness from the pain.
It watches you during the day and during the night ready for when you put up a fight.
Depression is a complexion that is a progression, you feel the anger and hate yourself, leaving the real
you on shelve. The world comes crashing around you and it's no longer a reality but a fantasy.
Depression can be triggered when one pulls the trigger.
For the times you feel blue your not alone, for the times you feel sad I will make you glad, for the times cut I will simply say that's enough.
For the day you die I'll cry.
Get away from the edge and take my hand, get away from the ledge from which you stand I will try my best to understand.
Put the knife down and see my sorrow, put the tables down you still have tomorrow, put the rope away and come out to play, come up from the water and let's start a new order, come out of the darkness and into the light you will see me standing there saying its all right
Depression
Is a complexion that is a progression,
you feel the anger and hate for yourself
leaving the real you on a shelve. The world comes crashing down around you
and it's no longer a reality
Anxiety
You feel lost and confused while others feel amused.
They start to get to you and you down know what to do.
The people you see and the places you go its all new.
Mood Disorders
One minute your in the grave,
the next minute you have the blues,
You don't know what has came over you this is something new.
Eating Disorders
You refuse to eat even meat.
You can't stand looking at food as it make you weep.
Looking at yourself in the mirror you feel disgusted
that you simply can't sleep.
You don't want to eat anymore you want to be super and slim.
Every time you try and eat food it just looks horrible and grim.
Who Do People Bully ME
Am I too short, fat and dumb? the words you use makes me feel numb.
Am I not smart, pretty or clean? Your words are very mean.
Am I different unique but round? All I want is to make you proud.
Am I rich, am I ugly am I poor? Why do I need to impress for?
Show and tell and I failed because you made me stand there feel like a loose door nail.
Why do you bully? Why do you swear? Why do you take the mic out of the clothes we wear?
Why do you physically hurt me? inside it burns me.
Why do you feel the a need to share and then go around acting like you don't care?
What if I sleep tonight but die tomorrow could you handle that sorrow? for all my friends
to follow my shadow just know that I will glow.
Just know where you stand and take my hand as
a new generation is among us it's time to put the past behind us, don't turn a blind eye and ignore
who I am because when you think I don't you know I can.
I Am The Victim
You are the bully that calls me short.
I am the victim saying no I'm not.
You are the bully that bring me down.
I am the victim that wears the frown.
You are bully that clowns around.
I am the victim full of doubt.
You are the bully that stands with friends.
I am the victim that will put this to the end.
You are the bully that drive me nuts.
I am the victim with the cuts.
You are the bully that judges what I wear.
I am the victim that really cares.
Don't hate me because I'm fat, don't hate me because I'm black
Just because I'm brown you don't have a right to make me frown.
Just because I am happy you should never bring me down.
Just because I'm disabled don't mean I'm not able.
Just because I'm unique don't treat me differently.
Just because I've changed don't mean I'm not the same.
Your words and hate are torturers that drive me insane while all this time my friends and family stay sane.
Mental Health Unknown
My shadows that follow me bring the darkness and ring in my ear. It's a thing I can't control, its a thing most people fear
All alone, trapped and confused, people would laugh at me and feel amused because of this I feel abused.
The darkness is my only friend I wish this madness would end. The voices I hear in my head drive me round the bend.
For what I see and you can't don't mean I am crazy, mad or bad just please try to understand.
For all this time as you can see the lucky one that got chosen was me. I didn't ask for this, I didn't want this,
I'd rather live my life without this and just be free.
I didn't chose mental health. Mental health chose me!
The scars on my arms, remind me of the pain I left behind, why at that point was I so blind to realize what I would be leaving behind.
I counted my friends, my family the unknown if I leave now they will be broke.
The cuts on my arm are no more just scares that remain and the darkness from the pain.