Depressed

I wish I could see what others see When I look into the glass I gaze into the eyes and I’m always surprised To see such despair, alas To believe the words I hear each day Would bring about a relief Yet I’m stuck inside this head of mine And all I hear is grief I want to go where my dreams take me When I’m warm in my bed at night They take me where I want to grow But in the day my mind’s not right I used to walk among you all with head held high But now I feel suppressed I hope to one day feel happy and free again But right now I’m depressed