Solace in words

Mental peace, Struck apeice, Its not important they say, What's considered important, Is the ability to play, According to the worldly definition, Depresssion is just a 'phase', Physical stability is the chase, All you need to do, Is look alright on the outside, But what to do,  About the turmoil rioting inside? Anxiety doesn't seem as bad as being crippled? But what about the pressure on the mind, That gets trippled? There's more to being too skinny or fat, However these disorders are often overlooked, Just like that, One may have heard, Sound mind makes a sound body, But who cares about the mind? Apparently, nobody, Muscle strain, Is given priority over, Mental strain, One isn't more important than the other, Both are a reason of bother, Mental strength, Is as momentous as, Physical strength.

Those long forgotten days, Filled with rinning around and sun ablaze, Those sprints to the ice cream man; That slowly turned into a van, And all those innocent plays, Oh, those long forgotten days. Those scary stories, And the haunted house escapade glories, Times when there were damce competetions in the rain, There wasnt any complexity; All lucid and plain, oh, those long forgotten days. That craze about slime, Never giving a care about time; Forever glued to tom and jerry, Everyday was spent making merry, oh, those long forgotten days. Finding the repository of sweets; Often lead to ostentacious treats, Then there were fairies and santa, Teeth mostly tinted orange with fanta, Oh, those long forgotten days.