The problem is mine,
One second I'm on cloud nine,
The next moment I'm not fine,
It makes me feel insane.
So unstable,
I always stumble,
I'm losing my sanity,
But it is the reality.
The inability to control,
The ability to lose control;
This shows the world of contradiction,
It is all based on the perception.
I try and change my perception,
I hope for a good inception,
I start the day, so confident,
But at the end, I end up being a defiant.
Nothing is ever on my side,
Because everything is so snide,
I feel so confined,
Confined in my own mind.
But at least I have my lifeline,
When it is dark,
It makes light shine,
It make my eyes spark.
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PoetryThis is just a random poetry about many random things. This book contains poems that pop out of my brain from the raw emotions that are pent up, these poems are my release. I wouldn't even call them poems, they are possibly rants that my brain rando...
