The pain I have,
It dwells deep within.
I don’t know,
Where to begin.
My thoughts are a puzzle,
Waiting to be solved.
If I don’t know how I feel,
I can’t get involved.
If now is the present,
And today is a gift.
I must be in a hole,
Needing a lift.
Life is so complicated,
So how do you ever know.
Is life a simple friend,
Or another fricking foe.
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