This is a good thing?

I can not begin to understand the word depression But i can feel sadness and anger to the extreme No, I don't need a psychiatrist with those long, ugly sessions And no i don't want to be part of your stupid team I just want one judgeless person to talk to so I can unwind Not someone to agree and understand me, Just someone to listen with an open mind So without any complaints I can let my rage free I don't want your sympathy, love, friendship or compassion I don't need to sit and cry drenched in my own tears And I don't need moping to be my new statement of fashion I need to express my fears As I once read on a T-shirt "Pain is weakness leaving the body" Even though it may hurt After this ordeal, I'll have so much mental muscle that i might as well be God All Mighty No, this is not ranting and its not insaine Because with all this suffering, just think of all the strenght I'll gain At the end of this, I cant wait to see What happenes to all you weak, pathetic posers who screwed over me And after all the stress you people put me through Even though it may sound crazy Deep down inside i almost feel sorry for you And this may sound cocky or selfcentered But you just lost a kick ass friend for worse...not for better An original by: Dakota Sky** 5-15-08