Every day I fight to stay happy.
Others may not see, but deep inside it's killing me.
The depression that comes so easily.
It's like a plague, my weight and my sympathy.
I don't know how to fight it, so I let it devour me.
Yet I never ask for help because of my pride and dignity.
They may put me away in some penitentiary.
It scares me, I want to stay healthy.
Could someone please help me?
Again, no one hears my cry or plee.
I'm starting to think it's just my destiny.