Depression

Why lie to myself as I do right now

I see, in the mirror, a faded smile

Rarely one that is needed by me

It shows an expression of uneasy

Not that anyone else would care

Now a look of anger has appeared

For me, I stare with no movement

It lifts its whimpering eyes to me

I stare on with almost no emotion

To look into its depressed eyes,

Would kill us, not to fight against

To not help, would send it deeper

If I were to die here today or tonight

Just remember, it was not me

 

It was that face in the mirror






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