Member Poem

I try to tug my mouth into a smile,
remind myself depression's like a song,
it doesn't last, not even for a while,

on your soundtrack till some audio file
of upbeat party music comes along.
I try to tug my mouth into a smile,

and urge myself to go that extra mile,
or even leave the house, try to be strong.
It doesn't last, not even for a while,

I tell myself, speed reading through a pile
of self-help books that couldn't all be wrong.
I try to tug my mouth into a smile

but behind each happy thought a River Nile
of unhappy thoughts all want to tag-along.
It doesn't last, not even for a while,

it's just a passing phase, like waiting trial
or being captured by the Viet Cong.
I try to tug my mouth into a smile.
It doesn't last, not even for a while.