Worry not
for me,
I will be fine.

Look not upon my frailties
as something I
control,
or my weaknesses as
choice.

No one is in a position
to judge,
we all hide something.

I chose to admit
I cannot swim against
currents of despondency.
I have revealed a part of me
which might have remained
buried.

A struggle of mind,
at times there is
no hope for
tomorrow.

My false exterior
has faded,
a heart is laid bare
for all to see.

I hope you understand,
or at the very least
don't judge.

There is no room
for black and white
in a technicolor world.

Please do not worry.

And please don't look
at me
through closed eyes.