Set Me Free

Depression. 

I'm trapped, I can't get out of bed, I don't have any motivation.

Why am I like this? 

I never chose this, I just want to feel happy.

"Don't forget to take your meds" they all say.

But little do they know, I'm only faking a smile for them.

 

Anxiety

I can't breathe. I can't stop thinking. They must be staring.

I sit there unable to move in the classroom having a panic attack trying to be quiet. 

Silent tears roll down my face. 

"Just keep taking your meds, you will become better" 

Okay mom, okay dad, I'll keep taking them. 

Taking another anxiety pill without anyone seeing in class. 

It's not working.

But why?

Do I take another one?

Will it help?

I'm only suppose to take two a day though. They say it will help though

All these questions I just can't stop.

 

How am I suppose to live my life like this? 

I'm in pain. No one sees this though. I'll keep acting like I'm okay. It's easier

But, when will they actually be right, when will the medication help?

I don't even want to be on the medication.

Just leave me alone voices.

Just stop please.

Just set me free.

Please.

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Me
My family
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