Depression Isn'T Catching

Molly suffers from depression She's had it for ages It's okay to sit next to her What she's got isn't contagious She sees you look at her with pity But that isn't what she needs She tries to look after herself Her appearance it misleads She feels constantly tired The fatigue it gets her down She hopes she might feel better If she has a trip into town She thinks that she might pop Into the cafe for a bite But since she's been depressed She hasn't had much appetite A good night's sleep Is a distant memory Going to bed at ten at night Then up and wide-awake at three She feels so worthless And waits for the phone to ring Usually a family member Wanting a loan of something She remembers how she used to feel Before she was depressed When she didn't feel so irritable And was hardly ever stressed She feels a sense of anguish A let-down to her family They all seem to see Her depression as a malady The loss of her old self Causes her great sadness Her family tells their friends That Molly suffers from a madness They think that it is funny But don't realise the hurt That they cause to Molly If only to her former self she could revert They ring her up for no reason at all They say it’s all in fun Her depression lost her all of her friends At the mercy of daughter and son Depression is an illness That can happen to us all No matter how much money you have It’s something you can not forestall If by chance one day You see Molly in the town Why not stop and say hello Make her smile instead of frown Ask her how she is today Enquire what she has bought Depression is an illness Not a disease that can be caught