Sighing, walking, trudging,groaning
Chewing, crying, sleeping, repeat,
That’s all his days over and over,
With no one there,
I watch him from my little locker,
Crawling through his day,
If only he understood how I felt,
Towards him, with him, for him,
I finally grabbed my courage,
Stuffed my fear in a bag, and I walked over to him,
And said, “Hello”
He looked at me and smiled,
I totally melt apart,
Now I say to Depression,
You have given us a heart