Depression, such a simple word,
Yet one of the most common mental illnesses.
Each day you go to school,
You feel like all the people there are cruel.
Calling you names and beating up,
Making you feel like you're never good enough.
Throwing paper aeroplanes at you,
So you have no clue,
On what to do,
To make all this stop,

After school, you come back home.
When your parent asks how’s your day?
You pretend that you're absolutely ok
You go to your room,
And go back to your miserable gloom.
You spend the rest of the evening crying,
Your face stuffed into your pillow.
Your dying,
Slowly and painfully
Inside,

Every day all you do is stress,
You think your life is a complete mess.
Every day, it just gets worse,
It feels like a curse.
At night you look up at the moon,
And pray that this all ends soon.
You pray that is all is a dream,
All you want to do is scream.

The next morning when you wake up,
You realised that this is not a nightmare,
And you think to yourself that life isn’t fair.
But you don’t tell anyone,
Because you think that nobody cares.
So you just give in, they won.