Dear Stranger

Fri, 08/01/2014 - 11:12 -- miskris

Dear stranger,

I look like you, talk like you

I'm not in the street

Asking for a fraction of your salary

I'm not up in the schools

Waving a gun

At kids that arn't old enough

To resight their A, B, C's

See me getting a degree

Loving my family

Just like you, stranger

I see a doctor,

For my body and my mind

This temple can not function

Without brain infrustructure

So don't judge me

I'm just like you

Mental illness is real

It isn't an excuse

I am not dangerous

I will not attack you

I am already attacking myself

with weapons of mass destruction

I don't need a stranger

asking for the proof

I'm not "havnig a bad day"

Major depression is not the blues

Try to understand

this mind's a broken arm too

 

 

Comments

mandy.mawson.7

Great poem! I especially love the last line! It's a good way of explaining depression as an illness that is just as real as any other.

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