Changing something, anything at all.
I know what I'd change, before the call
Of my mind is too hard to ignore,
I'd change the balance, some less and some more.
I speak not of wealth,
But of non-physical health.
My mind is what I would change,
I would change chemicals in quite a wide range
From seratonin to dopamine,
The world would open in a way I've never seen.
Perhaps I could be cured of my mental predator,
"Depression is a flaw in chemistry, not character,"
If only it were so easy, but 'tis not.
My mind feels as though it'll rot
But onwards, I go and onwards, I move.
Perhaps my mind will soon be soothed.