They told her she was different,
Told her she was depressed.
They looked upon her
As from a different world.
She was too sad for them,
Too grown-up for them.
They told her she’d waste her life away
On worries
Of tiny fears magnified.
They told her to relax,
To calm down,
To “just let go.”
They told her,
In a sense,
To blend into the pattern
Of behavior easily accepted.
They told her to ignore reality,
To look at the bright side.
They told her worries
Would only pull her down,
But she thinks
Her compassion sets her free.
They told her she’d never get anywhere.
She says she can fly.
Age 15
Told her she was depressed.
They looked upon her
As from a different world.
She was too sad for them,
Too grown-up for them.
They told her she’d waste her life away
On worries
Of tiny fears magnified.
They told her to relax,
To calm down,
To “just let go.”
They told her,
In a sense,
To blend into the pattern
Of behavior easily accepted.
They told her to ignore reality,
To look at the bright side.
They told her worries
Would only pull her down,
But she thinks
Her compassion sets her free.
They told her she’d never get anywhere.
She says she can fly.
Age 15