These few days, the days of the present lately,
I have asked myself a zillion times
What is it that make me brood and fall
What is that factor, that acts so blatantly?
Is it my wrong outlook of life
That makes me focus on nothing, but strife?
Or is it my lack of hidden will
That stops me from being happy, until
Until that moment when I judge my stall
And think to myself, shall I stay or fall?
The net that I thought would last, has not
And life is nothing, but a series of complex knots
Will I have a face to keep, if I fall
Or will I have just that, and lose it all?
Will I just stand here at the cliff and think
And willingly watch my lifeboat sink?
Happiness to me is just a state of exaltation
Like a photon in a excited state
Once this passes, we must all come down
Life was not meant to be served on a silver plate
Sometimes a good struggle is what we face
But that is what makes our success worth a trace
Sometimes people seem to have it all
But we never know, they could’ve fallen from grace
If a change of state brings us back down
Isnt it what , the one that had been around?
Like all rivers flow out to meet the sea
ISnt this the entire truth, one profound
If depression is the sea and that’s where it dwells
When will my life go to meet it, how can I tell?
Should I give in without a fight?
Or be the change , and take to task what is right?
Death is the inevitable, like depression is
But do we all plunge to our deaths, and avoid bliss?
We should not let this negativity prolong
The show must go on!
So although I know where it might all end
I will force cheer and will pretend
For if at this moment, Joys I dont borrow
My eternal existance will dwell in the heart of sorrow
So I take a pledge to myself, at this very second
That I Will take life head on, and live it head on
Who cares if the net might give way?
I’ll still be known as the girl who jumped, anyway
