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** talk around mental illness not triggering just the vocal pint of this one**

Our illness doesn't define us forever,
You and I we are stronger,
They think we are weak,

The reality being our future is extremely bleak,
As if we want to give up by choice,

Yet they still believe we haven't tried to use our voice,
Mental illness is no choice,

As we move through the world,
Emotions become swirled,
We have blurred the lines,
Happiness suddenly becomes sadness,
Pain becomes the only escape,

What if I said you can make it out,
These crippling walls cant hold us any longer,

That glass prison can shatter,
We matter,
Finally able to fight and see the world in colour,
Hold your lived ones tight,

You and I are drained,
But we have been framed,
Stuck behind some rope,
Watching on as people hope,

The energy is exhausting to uphold,
But we have to be bold,
Our lives can't be sold,
Not yet,

You an I we can carry on,
We will move,
We will escape the restraints,
We may get complaints,

Battle each day like your not giving up,

The illness wont hold his captive forever,

We will live on,
To the one who didn't make it,
You where a fighter,
And I know you couldn't of held on any tighter,

You an I we can fight for those who's illness got the better of them.

A/N whoever's is struggling reach out
~ Trin❤

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