There are times when I donโt believe in myself
There are days I get compelled by darkness
So many days overwhelmed
It still doesnโt stop me
It still doesnโt consume my entire state of mind
It sometimes alters it, but it never takes control
I learn I couldnโt be happy everyday
And thatโs okayโฆ
It was never about feeling happiness everyday
It was about how I would be coping on those days
Categories: poetry
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