they tell us we’re just sad
“it’s just a phase, and it will pass”
if they felt these feelings we’ve had,
Maybe they wouldn’t be so crass
They tell us we’re suppose to feel this way
“It’s normal when you’re young”
If they could be in our head for just a day
maybe they’d realize they are wrong
They excuse our pain, “it’s your age, nothing more”
so over time we accept our misery
If we received the help we must quietly long for
I can’t be for sure, but maybe...