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I struggle every single night to put up some kind of fight

 To ward off this depression.

Sure, I’ll take some medicine.

Sure, I’ll draw a picture showing my feelings.

Alone.

Trapped.

Scared.

Completely unprepared emotionally for these changes in my life.

Going to college.

Being a light,

 For others who are going through the same struggle,

 But stuck in this never ending tunnel of this crippling pain.

Sure, I’ll take some medicine.

Sure, I’ll write a song and sing it.

But no one understands that these feelings due to the lack of understanding

That depression isn’t just something for teenage kids dressed all in black.

Depression is something that can stab us all in the back,

Matter of fact

Sometimes it does and we lose.

Sometimes it doesn’t and we kick it in the caboose.

I almost lost, and someone dear to me did too.

It seems that spreading awareness is the one thing we can do.

One thing important that can save lives.

Something that can prevent wasted tears at night.

Maybe if we all knew we weren’t alone and banded together,

We could make a huge difference and be happy or whatever. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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