At Our Discretion

When I was 13 I was diagnosed with depression. I had multiple therapy sessions. Trying to find a solution at my discretion. I was under such operation, Trying to tell my confessions. I was unconsciously being repressive, And trying not to be aggressive. Just wanted to find it without overexpressing. But when my life is consequently depressing, I feel like I need to address it. I go to therapy to feel refreshing, But end up with more stressing. Consequences of my own actions I need to stop surround myself with dissatisfaction And start finding the attraction. I want to grow up and have a passion But this world makes it so hard to feel a sense of compassion. Maybe I’m the problem And I need to find a solution. I want to be a part of this evolution. Be the contribution And find the solution. Hopefully I have the attributions And not being excluding. I’m just trying to find a conclusion Before it all becomes confusing. Let me stop here before I give the illusion That I'm trying to be substituting I am grateful for all that had happened for it has made find some satisfaction In conclusion, I just wanted to say stop all the confusion And stop with the illusions before some takes the dissatisfactions of their own actions And creates a distraction with different abreaction and interactions.