by R. Engels
A poem about depression and finding support.
|Dear Person who is exactly like me
This isn't the way it'll always be
Even though it seems neverending and hopeless
I need you to know that you're going to get through this.
It's okay if your house is a mess
My house is too, I confess
You don't feel like showering today?
Neither do I. Guess what? It's okay.
The guilt is hard to deal with, I know
It's as if we have to put on a show
So we don't bring the happy folks down
We don't want to be the reason they frown.
Maybe if they understood us a little more
Maybe we need to open that door.
Let them know what we're feeling is real
And that we're doing our best to heal.
Don't lose hope, dear person, I pray
We'll live to see another day
Dear person who is exactly like me
We will get it together eventually.