Depression lies to you.
If I had only knew years ago
what I now know
I would surely tell all those around me-
Depression lies to keep the ties that bound me.
If I break free into myself blissfully
And surround myself with those with joy around me-
That little voice has no choice-
But sit in the back of my mind,
Silent at times-
While I enjoy things about me.
So please my dear
Let me make it clear-
Depression lies
And constantly tries to bind thee.
I sometimes tell that voice to go to hell,
And smile profoundly ; )