Elated Pessimist

Can depression be a phase?
A short chapter of a whole?
Now I'm thinking that there's more to life
Than manipulative control

And it may be the mania talking
But I truly am content
And for a while now
I've forgotten the evils I invent

And for ages now it's seemed to me
Melancholy is a choice
Perception is everything
You can choose to lose the voices

And those little monsters in your head
That say you aren't enough
You can brush them off your shoulders
Learn you don't always have to be tough

Being strong and breaking slowly inside
Can kill you eventually
But when you see things in a bright new light
You're elated exponentially

So maybe I'm a manic
Riding a temporary high
But now I feel euphoric
Even if I can't say why