The doctors say I'm not crazy,
My parents say I'm just lazy.
The therapist says I'm mentally ill
And now I need to take this pill.
Everybody has their theory,
They think they know what's wrong with me.
My dad says I just need to pray
And God will take my problems away.
My mother says, "Just deal with it.
Go out with friends and exercise a bit.
"My friends say,"Party more while you still can.
"Why can't they just understand?
How is God going to fix my head?
How can I exercise when I can't get out of bed?
I won't be cured with kisses and hugs,
And I will only feel worse if I start doing drugs.
The hospital stays, the sleepless nights,
How long will I have to fight?
Will I battle this the rest of my life?
What man will want a "mentally ill" wife?
I wish I didn't need medication,
And I wish I could tell the entire nation,
I am not a "loony toon",
And I don't want to die any time soon.
I have a genuine disease
Not unlike cancer or diabetes
And just because you can't see it
Doesn't mean I can't feel it.
I don't want to be locked up again
And I don't want to live in pain.
I don't know how long I'll have to fight this,
But I know it's something God trusts me with.
I will not let this destroy my faith.
I won't give up until I win the race.
I may be depressed and I may not belong,
But I am brave and I am strong.
I will fight and I will win,
I will not get knocked down again.
Maybe someday I'll be able
to help someone else.
But first,I think I'll help myself.
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