Mentally Unwell, Oh Well!
Stop being so negative,
Learn to count your blessings instead.
I am drowning and the words won’t come out,
Yet they say, “It’s all in your head.”
Go for a walk, write, meditate,
Exercise and sweat it out.
It feels like I cannot breathe or move,
Yet they say, “Stop making it hard for yourself, stop taking this route.”
I sit across nameless experts,
Without judgement they hear me talk.
I listen and do everything they tell me to,
Yet I am always waiting for the other shoe to drop.
I take the pills that I need to,
Some red, some green and some blue.
I still feel empty and hollow,
Yet they say, “Stop wallowing in your made-up sorrow.”
On some days getting out of bed is the bravest I can be,
On Some days I am fine.
On most days, I am barely keeping it together,
Yet they say, “These things are made up, it’s all in your mind.”
I am drowning and crying for help at the same time,
I am my own shield and sword.
I am persevering despite my own self,
I am tired and I am flawed.
Yet they say a lot of things,
Now I do not listen or care.
I will shout it out from the rooftops;
Mental Illness is real and none of us need to be scared.
