“You don’t seem depressed…”
I still hear that
From more than a few people
I ask them “Why?
Because you’ve never seen me cry?
Because there’s no scars on my wrists?
I’m not the way the movies depict?
I don’t walk around with a doleful look,
Like I’m permanently down on my luck?”
And all they can do is shrug their shoulders
Mutter an apology of sorts
But they never take on board
The point behind my words