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Never Give Up
When I was at the pit of depression Could not stop stressin’ to myself And I was so upset that I was not yet a success and I counted no blessings And since life was a process of withering Life was death, and not worth living in Meanwhile I’m harassed with absurd slurs Crushed by hurled disturbing words Blurred into one hurtful whirl stirred into this girl Loathing, floating in my own coating Of swirling self-pity, until I go dizzy And the drugs didn’t motivate me And neither did the therapy This is the depths, simultaneously the canopy What merits me to inherit this unbearable insanity? But I was alive, even if it was like a full time job, I survived, my soul evolved My life wouldn’t end unresolved Here we are And I’m glad that I stuck through One must feel stuck in a cocoon To break through as a butterfly And see the rainbow At the end of the typhoon What changed? I didn’t give up I scoured medications and treatments Like gold being struck In a dark, dark mine of lesions In patient therapy Programs specifically for OCD, MDD, ADD, anxiety, apparently I had autism too– No wonder I never felt free Socialized with new friends And spent more time mobilized Ate a little better, slept sounder In a new bed and Found some enjoyment In listening to boom bap CDs Turns out there’s plenty of fish I’d never seen in the sea These simple things can be so moving The butterfly effect of a mood improvement So, please, I was there too Never give up, but joy won’t find you You have to search for it Again and again I know it evades, But someday, Even if it seems like the end, Sooner or later, That end ends instead.
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