It isn't just sadness.
It's not just sometimes feeling down. It's not just a feeling.
It's a being.
It's a part of me that tells me I'm not good enough.
It tells me that all of the people I care about deserve better.
It tells me to push people away because their too polite to tell you that they hate you.
It tells me to keep all of my thoughts and feelings bottled inside, because no one actually cares.
Depression isn't something you can control.
So don't tell me to get over it.
The voices in my head that are telling me to kill myself stopped listening to me forever ago.
So don't tell me to be optimistic.
I've spent years acting happy and perfecting a fake smile.
So don't act like you care about me. You're just too polite to tell me you hate me, you deserve better, and I would hate to burden you with this being that controls me.