Eternal Pain

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They say emotions are like the weather

And the weather can't be changed, can't be controlled

It goes on its own meaningless will, leaves you trollled

And I try to let them pass by, like a feed scroll

But sometimes they stick around

Sometimes we go round and round

And its torturous, but I know life ain't no playground

Even if they stick to me, I won't stick to them

They are not my identity, they are rubble not gems

So when I feel sad I try not to ponder over it

Cause sometimes distractions are useful, that's legit

And I don't know how I got out of my dark cave

Or whether I'm actually out, or just halfway

But I know its not the bottom, and I wish I could light the way

I wish I could share how I stumbled out from the dark days

But I don't know myself, I'm not sure if I just got used to the stay

Well, whatever I could gather from my mind, I have tried to say

I just hope and wish that some day, we're all okay.