Illness

They live their own life,
never asked for any attention.
Nevertheless they still survive,
but being discouraged wasn’t their intention.

Now they’re fighting against periods of stress,
they are mentally ill.
But not one of them shall confess,
they’re crawling up the eternal hill.

Someday,
when they see light,
they will search for their own way,
till the world becomes bright, no more fight.