Depression's No Collar

There is a word

An emotion

The anti-me:

Happy

 

How can I- a priveleged young scholar

Thriving in the educational work place

Feel much smaller

Like I'm no ace

With no grace;

My slow pace

In the chase

Has no haste

For the thrills of life

But truth be told, despression's no collar

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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