Undiagnosed
Undiagnosed, how helpless
When no one believes you need help,
Keep telling you that you are 'fine,'
And only mad people seek therapists.
What a shame, this society and its stereotypes,
Building up like a garden full of lily of the valley—
Beautiful in appearance yet deadly,
Anonymously...
When no one believes you need help,
Keep telling you that you are 'fine,'
And only mad people seek therapists.
What a shame, this society and its stereotypes,
Building up like a garden full of lily of the valley—
Beautiful in appearance yet deadly,
Anonymously...