What do you do?

My life is like a poem.

Calm and easy at times.
But it all changes the next rhythm.
Sadness and Depression comes next.
My life is spread out on paper all through small text.

Its not that simple though.
It may just seem there is just high times and low.
But oh my, my friend it is so much more.
So let me just pour,
It all on the floor...

Happy and joyful but no one is home.
What do you do?
So now your alone.
And what do you do?

Laid back and lazy.
What do you do?
The days get long and hazy.
And what do you do?

Isolated in a room, no one to talk to.
What do you do?
Depression over comes you.
And what do you do?

Heart broken and desperate.
What do you do?
Tears start to accumulate.
And what do you do?

So as you can see.
Theres more to me.
Then there is made out to be.
So I plea,
For you to let me be.

But even when it all goes back to normal, to how it was...
It turns upside downs and something you never imagined happening... does.