I am not depressed.
I am realistic.
Your idea of curing me
is to make me sick.
I would rather see the truth
than soak in fake happiness.
I would rather feel pain
than imagine fake joy.
I would rather live
whatever that entails –
I would rather know
than fake beliefs –
I would rather think
than fake agreement –
I am not depressed –
I just have sharper vision than you.
You can’t cure me
since you spread the disease.