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.
Copyright © Mady Onativia | Year Posted 2022
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