Depression: A Cocktail Best Served Bold

It makes me wonder:

What?
The crossweave of misery and mystery
Like Prozac and
Trans-Atlantic flights to
Skydive into the Olympics.
Or the urge to castrate my dreams with a cubicle
Chemical ends.

Luckily I can now see
What the emo kids must be
When they say to themselves:
"I think I may be in over my life."