I wake up every morning, feeling tired and low
I drag myself to work, putting on a show
I smile and nod and chat, pretending I’m okay
But inside I’m dying, every single day
I suffer from depression, a chronic mental illness
It makes me feel hopeless, worthless, and listless
It robs me of my joy, my passion, and my grace
It fills me with a malaise, that I can’t seem to erase
I’ve tried to seek help, from doctors and therapists
They gave me pills and advice, but nothing really fits
They say it’s a chemical imbalance, that can be fixed with medication
But I don’t feel any better, just more numb and isolated
I’ve also tried to cope, with hobbies and friends
They say it’s good to have fun, and socialize and mend
But I don’t enjoy anything, I just go through the motions
I feel like an outsider, in a sea of emotions
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to live
I don’t know how to love, I don’t know how to give
I don’t know who I am, I don’t know why I’m here
I don’t know if there’s a way out, or if there’s anything to fear
The format for this poem is called Chanso
Chanso poetry is a type of French lyric poetry that was popularized by the troubadours in the 12th century. It comprises five or six stanzas and an envoy, which is a shorter stanza that summarizes or dedicates the poem. The stanzas and the envoy have the same rhyme scheme and number of syllables per line, but the poet can choose the length and pattern of each stanza.
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/chanso-poetic-form
