I lack energy
I am trapped in lethargy
I feel morose
I stare out the windows
I long to be free
From this constant misery
I feel down in the dumps
Mental illness isn’t for chumps
I want to run and play
Perhaps I will someday
My brain chemistry is out of whack
Don’t give me any flak
For now, I lie in bed all day
I have nothing more to say
by Zachary Uram
(C) 2025
