You can be trapped, in a vicious circle,
unless you find a way, to face your fears!
All this brooding, does you no good, as
well as your relentless, tears! One, has
to fight these feelings, whenever, they
come upon you. Why, should you go
around this way, feeling sad and blue?
You have to say to yourself, this really is
a waste of time and look up, instead.
You're the one, that can make things
happen and you're the one, to make
your own bed! Do away, with self pity
and you'll see, a brand new, you.The
one, that's put to any task, the one that
sees, it through! It's then you'll face your
fears and have not one regret, for you
realize, you have a lot of living, to do,
yet!
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