Some Days Are Worse Than Others

Get the heavy furniture off my chest. I can’t decide about that right now. Leave me alone. I’m tired. It feels like the flu Without the body aches or temperature Every single day (Some days are worse than others) I see that sock on the floor I see the dirty dishes I see the dirty window But all I want to do is rest I have to rest. I need to. I struggled through work yesterday And I will make it in today No matter how I feel. I’m tired. It feels like the flu Without the body aches or temperature Every single day (Some days are worse than others) I give it my best shot The Special Olympics. It's not enough. It never is. And they ask me who I am mad at. They tell me to sound friendly, "Put a smile in your voice!" they say. But it feels like the flu Without the body aches or temperature Every single day (Some days are worse than others) Would you smile with the flu? Every once of strength Goes toward trying Unsuccessfully. I know the taxes need done. I know the bills need paid. I know that the oven needs cleaned. I know that ordering pizza delivery is expensive. But it feels like the flu Without the body aches or temperature. I try to be there for the kids I try to be there for the boss I try to be there for myself I ask the doctor why. I ask God why. Every single day. I ache with the need to know why. And some days are worse than others.This was 10 years ago, right when I was diagnosed with depression. Did I describe the feeling of 'organic' depression so that (a) it is recognizable to those who have it (b) it is understandable to those who do not have it? Written December 28th, 2001 © on Dec 28 2001 11:35 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1