It's one of those things again
This war is raging and winning
To think I was so close to the end
But without warning again my world is spinning
It's true that it will always be a battle
There is no end to this sickness
I'm tired and fed up with feeling fragile
I'm tired of this whole existence
If I can't overcome it, can I get a healthy balance
All I want is to not feel this way
Everyday I feel I'm in an endless trance
It's like my happiness will forever be on delay.
(Written by me on 5/7/13)
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