You'll be fine they say,
It's a bright new day,
As they walk outside feeling empowered.
But then as they leave,
My guts start to heave,
With a brand new depression I'm showered.
And it's sunny out,
So without a doubt,
I know that they are probably right.
And yet deep inside,
I just want to hide,
For me sunny days quickly become night.
Created: Apr 27, 2017joshtruax Document Media