Some days I feel high
Most days I feel as if I’m coming down
Most of the time I raise my voice
My frustration travels louder than kind words
I control it when I think I should
Then other days I don’t say anything
But then I’m only mad at myself because I didn’t.
I have no energy to battle anyone
I’m constantly at battle with myself
My perceptions are deceived
I’m unsure of what I should battle
And what I should let be be
Whatever my struggle I won’t let IT
Take over and get the best of me
Even when I’m blinded of my reality


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