Depression is like being color blind, 
and everyone telling you how colorful the world is. 
Feeling hollow inside is like looking for blue 
when you've never seen it. 
Desperately grasping at the colors 
like they are something that you could hold in your hands. 
But they always come back empty.
 
                                                     
                                                 
                                        

 
				         
		            	