I can't control my stupid thoughts,
I'm trying to connect the dots.
My tries are getting worse and worse;
It's time to move ,to change the course.
How can I pull myself back in ?
I'm so afraid,my skin is thin.
I've lost so many times and I
Still hope that "better life" is nigh.
I hope that fights I've had throughout
My life will turn me into clout,
I hope that one day I'll look back
And see there was no need in cutting slack.
You know some say "you'll be ok",
But they don't help in any way.
They say the words and then just leave
Cause words,you know, they do relieve.
I guess it all depends on me,
On the perspective that I see.
So should choose the one that's bright
Or stick with one that's dark as night?
20.06.2017
you ll be ok
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