"Depression"

Sleepless nights and vague thoughts
Felt lonely, amidst the crowd
I kept looking at the tube lights for hours
I use to "try" sleeping with the lights on

I was lonely, I was upset, I was sad
I pretended to be fine
But I knew I wasn't, they knew it too
But, I guess they were scared to talk to me
Cuz they thought I would be agressive

I wanted someone to listen to me
But, I was too scared to show the "real me"
I wanted to be loved and hugged
To be understood
But, there was no one who would
Accept me as "me"

They gave lessons and advices
They told me
Life was beautiful
But no one told me
"Hey! Its ok, Don't worry everything is gonna be fine"

Do not treat me as a depressed soul
Treat me as someone
You want to be with, hear me out
Understand that my silence has
Roars that needed to be heard
And calm down

-The story of a depressed "individual"

- Nittya Balodia