I wish I wasn't me,
I wish I was different,
I wish I was someone else,
Anyone else..
I should be grateful for what I have,
And I am..
But..
There is no progression,
Only depression,
I feel it coming on again,
Stronger than before,
I feel the tears as they pour,
My throat is closing up,
It becomes too painful..
To inhale and exhale..
My rapid breaths,
Shaky hands,
Quivering lips,
Lifeless eyes staring at nothing,
Blind to what I couldn't see before,
What I tried to ignore,
I don't belong here..
Not anymore...