It's The Same Poem by Anjolaoluwa Taiwo

It's the same feelings,
Looking at the sky, even the sky changes,
But my feelings resurface at these times,
I'll feel better eventually,
It'll pass, I hold on to these beliefs.


It's the same sort of loathing,
The one I can't get over or change,
It's logical, I see the reason beside it,
It's irrational, it doesn't stop,
Like a cloud that won't produce rain but won't let the sunshine.


It's the same dream,
An escape of sorts,
Once you're steadily growing out of,
Like a favourite dress that doesn't fit anymore.


It's the same fear,
The one that increases with every breathe you take,
It's the same doubt that arises with those fears.


It's the same every other time,
How will tomorrow be different?
But yet, tomorrow is an undefined factor.