She’s too young to sit in a cloud so black,
Wondering how she can fetch her way back!
It’s like a maze she cannot get out,
Away to her loved ones as she takes a rant,
Desperately doing what some term attention!
After the moment it is not her intention.
It is a fit of frustration,
I can’t take anymore!
As she ushers her friends out of the door…
But that is not really what she wants.
Nor is the answer at the forefront.
Prayer and care,
That is the answer, I will sit and wait
On the miracle to save her!
In honour of those fighting depression x # mental health.