I promise you; I'm not depressed…
I'm more or less a mess – I guess.
At times, in my own mind, I feel like a guest;
Yet, at the helm – life puts me in charge,
Even as my social battery is often drained
I promise you; I'm not depressed…

I promise you; I'm not depressed…
These days, I don’t live anywhere close to
Lengthy dialogues, preferring to take social visits –
As each facet of my personality are merely masks,
Of this face's visages, as it constantly pivots
I promise you; I'm not depressed…

I promise you; I'm not depressed…
I don't trust most of my feelings – as
superior as they may seem, they fit the
narrative of playing the supervillain
Yearning to rekindle the wonder of my kid
self, though I often find myself kidding
I promise you; I'm not depressed…

It’s never good to admit that you’re depressed,
so, in a hidden depressive state – we don
the mask of joy, to fake its smile instead.