POEM: Demons of depression
On some days I feel I am ready to face the world
I put on a brave face and my fighter spirit is illuminated
On some days
I sit on the stairs and cry so hard
On depressed days,
All I see is black shadows
On some days I feel grateful
That my depression has made me see the dark, painful side of the world
On some days I prove that I can compete
But on some days I can’t give my 100 percent
On those days
People call me a procrastinator
They call me an attention seeking fool
They call me worthless
I can’t say I am one of those
Because maybe sometimes I feel the same
But one thing I know for sure is
That I am an ordinary person fighting an extraordinary battle
With the demons of depression.