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To me you are still you
Even though you are blue
That doesn't stop me from loving you
Or the love that others give too
I hate the disease called depression
It has a lot of modifications
Based on all kinds of situations
Could be old or new creations
Sure they give you drugs to numb the pain
When you start feeling you take them again
Your mind never really knows when
Or where it has really been
To me you have not changed at all
I stare at the same four walls
I field all of the phone calls
I feel like a rubber ball
Its you and me kid against the world
At you a task has been hurled
Around it your mind has curled
Its me and you, my little girl
People dont know what to say
It seems they expect a miracle everyday
We let our pride get in the way
Its a game we hate to play
You are still the same lovely you
I hate it when you are blue
Your friends just want you back
Treating you different is what they lack
Even though you are blue
That doesn't stop me from loving you
Or the love that others give too
I hate the disease called depression
It has a lot of modifications
Based on all kinds of situations
Could be old or new creations
Sure they give you drugs to numb the pain
When you start feeling you take them again
Your mind never really knows when
Or where it has really been
To me you have not changed at all
I stare at the same four walls
I field all of the phone calls
I feel like a rubber ball
Its you and me kid against the world
At you a task has been hurled
Around it your mind has curled
Its me and you, my little girl
People dont know what to say
It seems they expect a miracle everyday
We let our pride get in the way
Its a game we hate to play
You are still the same lovely you
I hate it when you are blue
Your friends just want you back
Treating you different is what they lack
I wrote this poem to help my daughter realize that she is still the same her and I love her for her.......hope you enjoy
© 2010 - 2024 ClownFreak88
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This touches a special cord with me. All I will say is I have been there, I have been that person, and I pulled through. To sum it up briefly I should have died, but didn't, I was extremely blessed and had many people looking out for me. This poem of yours has deep personal feeling with it, and I cannot sum it up adequately, but I like it a lot.