Friday, October 10, 2008

When tested? The mind of a depressed.

When tested in the crucible of time, I fail the test.
When tested in the race for survival, I struggle to compete.
When tested in the finesse of art, I lack the luster
When tested in the art of living, I find it hard to live.
When tested in the divinity of truth, I am a lie.
When tested in the coherence of thoughts, I am not in sync.
When tested in the intricacies of life, I lack the austerity.
When tested in the life's game, I play a spoilsport.
At last, when tested in the happiness of being, I am a depressed recluse.