so often I think of why I'm depressed.
Every time it ends with me feeling oppressed.
Every time it starts with me banging my head.
Every time it happens I'm in my bed.
Every time it goes dark is at nighttime.
So every time my mind is black is not the light time.
I can always tell when it's coming, the right time.
I can always feel the mindset of a warrior set it when it's fight time.
I fight myself for a clear mind,
I never knew that I could be so unkind.
I never knew I could say things so vile
But I always end up seeing the next sun.
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