DEPRESSION

Mom knows I'm pretty depressed.
I don't like to feel this way--
And it's worrying her to death.

Some of it's from what I
Have gone through in my life.
Some is when people think I lie.

Some people meet me and
Hate me on sight--not sure
Why, I don't understand.

Sometimes it feels like everything
I do is wrong.  My father used
To yell and say the very same thing.

I do my best to stay away from
Those who have hurt me before.
People who say that I'm dumb.

I try to help friends who are
Depressed.  I know the feeling--
I don't want their emotions marred.

I'm not being a victim or whining--
Not many know, though they may have
Guessed.  I'm trying to find a silver lining.

The Lord knows, Mom knows, and now
My sister does too.  I thought I was a
Better actress from years of Dad and rows.

Guess that's another thing I didn't get
Right.  I'm glad I can lean on God
For solid support.  He's not done with me yet.