Depression, how would you know?

How would you know if your friend was depressed? The answer: you wouldn’t.

Though you might say something like: ‘’I’d know because I paid attention in class when they taught that.’’ Or I’d know when they started to act differently.’’

But here’s what I say: ‘’ you wouldn’t know even if it was somebody very close to you.’’

Depressed people are the best kinds of actors. The kinds of actors that could put on a play for years without any one ever finding that it is a play.

Depressed people think that by people finding out that of what monster they have become they will forever be that monster.

So instead of showing their vulnerabilities they shove their fears, and insecurities into a box and lock it thinking no one will ever notice…

But it back fires and they end up doing things they might never have done other wise.

You might ask: ‘’ How would you know this kind of thing?’’ My answer plain and simple: ‘’Because I was one of those depressed people.’’

But now I ask you: ‘’With depressed people walking down the same halls as you do every day, How would you know?’’
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This poem started out as an assignment but i figured that i should post it here! Please comment on what you thought! Dont hold back critiques! Critique's Welcome!!!