My OptionsOnce again, thinking of what to do, My options as the day moves through, Collected info for a knowledgeable stance, I don’t know what to do to break this trance, So I’ll think less to be who I am, Letting pity pass by, for true faith to begin, Am I looking for a search to believe? If so, for what, when perception can deceive, My lost capability to encourage & be kind, Within an understanding in the mind, Selection in seven billion people to give to, Yet a day to day life to live through, While a mental illness verges to heal me, God & the devil, play games for all to see. |
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