I’m Afraid of Artificial Sugar

I'm tired of standing in the rain

I'm tired of feeling only pain

And I'm tired of hoping for change 

When all that I see 

Is more of the same

I'm tired of attending practice 

Rehearsing verses for a concert 

That never seems to have an impact

I'm just so tired of being sad

I wouldn't call myself depressed

I know the feeling; it's slightly different

But I feel like everything bringing me joy

Is fleeting and of no importance

Little moments here and there

"I'm so proud of you" "I'll always be there"

A warm feeling of inclusion

Or standing by a resolution

Proving trustworthy to those

Entrusting you with their heart's woes

Releasing all bottled up thoughts 

To someone who won't let you fall

The kiss of sweet and warming spring

The sound of songbirds as they sing

The veins that run throughout the leaves

The swaying of the budding trees

Discovering things about someone new

Knowing of something bigger than you

Finding something that you're good at

Being told your instinct was correct

Predicting what someone else will do

Because you know them as well as they do

These are the things that get me through

But then there's the voice at the back of my mind

"These don't last and people die

Look at the truth, the bigger picture

You've got struggles; you've got troubles

There's no way that you'll survive

Much less your loved ones

Some will die

Some do not have 

Eternal life"

And here I stand under the rain

Depressed again

I must break this chain

Sorrowful yet still rejoicing

My sugar, it's low

But do I trust this to be glucose?

What if it's just artificial Sweet'N Low?