So did Depression

I am in your soul, don’t find me
I have no sole, but I still walk.
Hands on your cheek, worry less
I do make the proud meek enough to be humble.
All in all, I am star to your crown
Head on to the far of your creek.
I can rule your core down to its deep.

I do not envy you, my dear brother
I am the levy, through me you exist.
Look into this deep, find my tickles
I can still keep you and make you weep when I’m lost.
I do not dare what you dread, I respect you
it’s the reason I walk bare with no conditions.
I and you are treason, only God can judge this.


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