You who works so hard but is never enough This is for you. You who fights every day To live without any regrets But just when you think There’s nothing left to fight The demons creep back up and Knock you down And scratch your heart Until it bleeds And bleeds And bleeds. Until your red turns to white And the white turns to gray. And the gray is everything you are And there seems to be no escape. This is for you. You who wakes up And says “You can do it” And paints a smile on your face With bright pink lipstick This is for you. But the smile never reaches your eyes And the happiness never reaches your heart Because the demons are easier And easier to hide. This is for you. And your mom doesn’t get it When you start crying on the phone Because you’re just so tired No matter how much sleep you get You’re just so tired Of feeling like a burden Of wanting to escape Of needing something more Than a painted on smile And a quick hug And popping the same three pills every morning. This is for you. You who wants to change the world And doesn’t know how. This is for you. You who needs a change But can’t seem to find it. This is for you. You who sees that light in others But can’t find it in yourself. This is for you: Depression is not everything you are. It is not a passing feeling That is synonymous with “sad,” But you will survive it because you are that strong. And that incredible. And that beautiful. And you will see that light in yourself Because you shine brighter than others Because you are those bright rays Peeking through the gray clouds after the storm. And we are here for you. We are all here for you. We are all here with you. Right by your side. And this – this is for you. Featured image from photographer Christian Hopkins, 16.