The truth behind mental health

 Armed with all that I had inside of me, I wished I knew the answer to your question  I smiled and nodded, knowing the truth inside, These battle scars would not fade away. A marvel crafted,yours and only, Crafted inside so neatly and deep The hurts and suffering are so true, A heavy burden, a mournful hue. My heart weighed down, year after year, Like an arrow piercing through it's core  It bleeds as though it's life were fluid , A wound that gapes , a crimson stain. A silent cry, a hidden tear, "How are you?", I can't explain  Why do I say this? ,You might be surprised, Beneath this mask, I am not okay. Written by,  Jocelyn Ng Shu Yee.

Every smile hides a truth untold, A shadow that haunts us every day, "How could this be?" I asked myself, Eager to unravel this mysterious shadow. From the shore of the sea To the vastness of the ocean, Deep down, I knew something was wrong— As though I was nobody to anyone. Nobody sees the struggles we fight within, How much energy must we expend? I was once told that seeking help was wrong, But truly, it's time to break the silence. Come, my friend, let us break the silence— The stigma society places upon us. No, my friend, don’t be afraid; Together, we can shatter the silence.

 As the sun rises, the flowers bloom, Today is another Warrior Day for you, Today, we honour the unseen strength in you, The strength you have been holding on to for thousands of years, It's ok to feel, to break and cry, It's ok to be not ok, Soldiering on is not your task, Let’s not be guilty about it at all. For every man who stands so strong, Also knows its fine when things feel wrong, That my friend , is called ‘ MAN UP’, Which I reckon this taboo should be broken. On this International Men’s day, Let’s also not forget to break the chain, Of hiding tears, of masking pain, That your well-being matters, you are valued and that you are free.

  Feeling blue on a rainy day, i grow sick and weary easily, “How come”? I said to myself, with such disbelief and egoism. Oh, how I long to hold my head high, hIGH ENOUGH TO MEET OTHER'S EXPECTATIONS, BUT THE MORE I LONG FOR IT, THE MORE I FEEL DEPRESSED. Something is coming; this I know, for my inner being is in trouble, as I watch the toadstool grow, I began to question the meaning of life. as the twilight falls, and as the starry star shines, tears fall from my cheeks, as though i am already a failure in the eyes of everyone.

  Ribbons of roses, Colourful ones of course, Make with passion, Blooms with wonder. As I walk through this great garden of yonder,  The scent of flowers makes me want to dance, With great expectations from the very beginning, Oh, how lovely is it to experience this. Make use of your inner strength, I tell you the truth, For that strength of yours comes from within you, As you march on in this great journey, I hope you'll find peace like a river. The starry night comes with stars, No wonder it shines from the beyond, How much more shall I wait with delight? For me to bloom like a bed of flowers.   written by Jocelyn Ng Shu Yee

 Day and night I soldier on,   To the unknown forest paths.   Facing fear is not easy, I must say,   Yet little by little, I push past it.   With a heavy heart and a tiring soul,   I stumble not into the smallest stones. With this long and endless road,   A lesson I learn from this very truth.   For life’s a war, with an unknown battle.   Although I fall, I do not wither, I rise again for I am fearless, With all the dreams I hold in my hands.   Even though this journey is weary and unsteady,   I climb this very mountain of courage.   With all the resources I have in my hands,   I soldier on like a real man of steel. Written by Jocelyn Ng Shu Yee