Write something happy they said Something uplifting and nice Don’t write about your depression Was the sum of their advice
Your moods are way too gloomy Your anxiety is too stark How can things be that awful You have to be wide of the mark
Write something less sad they said No one wants to share your pain To feel how badly you’re hurting Just go take some pills again
Don’t talk about all your grief Your world full of stress and strife It’s better to count your blessings And pretend you have a great life
Write something less mad they said Your chaos will drive us to drink Nothing is as bad as it seems Of course your life doesn’t stink
Keep your crazy in your head We don’t like the way that you think Write about glitter and unicorns Clouds that are fluffy and pink
Write something less dark they said Demons are not your best friends Now if you keep on like this You know where it’s going to end
We don’t want to hear your story Or understand why you feel this way We only want to listen When you have something sweet to say
Well my hands are over my ears I don’t want you talking at me I’m alone fighting those demons In a battle you refuse to see
The struggle is never ending To be who I am meant to be But one day I will find my truth And know what it is to be free
I have sometimes been accused of writing too much about dark and depressing feelings - but this helps me heal from wounds some of which go back to childhood