When you are like me and you live with depression, you feel a sort of
weight on your chest.
It's almost like if somebody that was light-- like a baby-- is sitting on your
heart.
I get this heavy weight on my chest when I'm sad.
Whenever I feel the weight on my chest, I can't stop thinking about it.
It makes things difficult for you to do.
I find it hard to breathe.
I find it hard to focus.
I find it hard to smile.
I'm aware of what's going on when that depression state dawns upon me,
but I feel like I am watching myself hurt other people.
I can slowly see myself effecting and infecting my surroundings and all I
can do is apologize.
When you are like me and you live with depression, you can hear
yourself sobbing in your ears.
It's as if all those times you have ever truly cried arise in your head and
you can hear yourself crying a crescendo or symphony.
I can't really hear anything else except my tears.
Whenever I hear the cries in my ears, I can't stop thinking about it.
It makes basic tasks seem like a challenge.
I find it hard to concentrate.
I find it hard to relax.
I find it hard to sit still.
I can hear what you are trying to explain to me, but I cannot process it
word-for-word.
I hear you screaming at me to pay attention but my sound barrier has
slowly broken.
When you are like me and you live with depression, you are able to keep
a straight face.
It's because you are thinking of horrible things and you don't know
how to react to yourself.
I can't help contemplating about death everyday.
Whenever I think about dying, I feel numb and I hate myself.
It makes you despise every little thing about you.
I find it hard not to go crazy.
I find it hard not to think about falling.
I find it hard to think about my purpose in life.
I know I want to live to the see the end, but I am afraid I will fail you.
I feel like I will be the death of you, and all I can do is apologize.
weight on your chest.
It's almost like if somebody that was light-- like a baby-- is sitting on your
heart.
I get this heavy weight on my chest when I'm sad.
Whenever I feel the weight on my chest, I can't stop thinking about it.
It makes things difficult for you to do.
I find it hard to breathe.
I find it hard to focus.
I find it hard to smile.
I'm aware of what's going on when that depression state dawns upon me,
but I feel like I am watching myself hurt other people.
I can slowly see myself effecting and infecting my surroundings and all I
can do is apologize.
When you are like me and you live with depression, you can hear
yourself sobbing in your ears.
It's as if all those times you have ever truly cried arise in your head and
you can hear yourself crying a crescendo or symphony.
I can't really hear anything else except my tears.
Whenever I hear the cries in my ears, I can't stop thinking about it.
It makes basic tasks seem like a challenge.
I find it hard to concentrate.
I find it hard to relax.
I find it hard to sit still.
I can hear what you are trying to explain to me, but I cannot process it
word-for-word.
I hear you screaming at me to pay attention but my sound barrier has
slowly broken.
When you are like me and you live with depression, you are able to keep
a straight face.
It's because you are thinking of horrible things and you don't know
how to react to yourself.
I can't help contemplating about death everyday.
Whenever I think about dying, I feel numb and I hate myself.
It makes you despise every little thing about you.
I find it hard not to go crazy.
I find it hard not to think about falling.
I find it hard to think about my purpose in life.
I know I want to live to the see the end, but I am afraid I will fail you.
I feel like I will be the death of you, and all I can do is apologize.