Depression, it's like the number one root of suicide..
Yet it fails to receive the treatment we deem on old people, ill people, even dying people.
In a society where even critics will criticize their own critics
there's no place for people with mental illnesses
or let me say, no place for support of such people
It's the same situation, we had with gay marriages, with aids, even with sex.
It's like people are so resistant to change, that they even block out
the day to day changes which occur in humanity's pace
Be it the inner emotions, the outer looks or the ability to hold onto what isn't what it was yesterday.
Why is it, that we change our phones, our shoes, even our boyfriends
But we find it hard to change ourselves, or accept those who have changed.
We stick to old resolutions, and old friends, which never change
and yet when one of us changes, we go on the defense, as though
that means they're constantly critical of our life station
We were so excited that the States had a black president, oh we're going forward!
But we all failed to caption, exactly what the political campaigns were doing
Focusing on Change, which as it turns out, is the only constant in life
It is actually the only thing that always remains consistent in our lifetimes
whether we like it or not, we soon learn to adapt to this flow.
And it's not only this mental state, I mean even physically, we're so narrow minded
that we remember some people, as oh yeah the 'fat one.'
What a label, as though the person lost their name and identity
because their body weight stood out more than what you know them as
Or the 'slut,' like sex overrides the individual's personality
And these are terms, educated society members use, so imagine, ignorance .. ? Or perhaps an inability to make sense of oneself, above the worded terms?...
You know it isn't everyday we ride the same boat, but about the days that we do, that truly reflect what we feel about ourselves through each other.
