Lately I have begun to wonder,
Is this what I really want?
Always having to defend myself against others lies?
Will I forever have to clean up my mess and yours.
Will my dreams be heard or continued to be ignored.
Will I always feel less?
Will I always struggle with sadness and anxiety or can it be fully conquered.
Will I ever be ahead of your needs so you can glimpse mine?
When will my opinion matter?
When will you think of the future instead of right now?
So many things racing through my mind make living life normally difficult.
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Poemz
PoetryWorking in mental health and sometimes dealing with my own issues results in beautiful dark poetry, that lives in my soul
