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No Fear of Judgment

They say she's crazy cause she speaks her mind She'll tell you of the madness inside her head She writes her thoughts in perfect rhyme She's been known to take depression meds She has dreams that would make the boogie man have fits, even nightmares from time to time Crazier nightmares than she would ever admit There are nights when she never closes her eyes Every now and then she will go on a rant, usually about the evil on this earth She would love to change things but she knows she cant Just know that she would for what it's worth She's a pretty happy person when it's all said and done, blessed with family and friends that love her so She has always wanted her very own son but she understands that sometimes God says no Somewhat of a temper that gets better with age If you ask me she's doing much better Lately she has more good than bad days Maybe people are just doing less to upset her She gets in these moods where she just needs to write, whatever comes to her tattered warped mind, even if it shows her in an unpleasant light There are so many answers that she can't find The allusive answers are more than she can stand She desperately wants to know them all When they disregard her urgent demand she feels as if she is about to fall She writes what she knows in an attempt to feel better, even if it's meaningless to others She feels a sense of relief with each jotted letter and no longer feels so smothered She reads her words a time or two, that's usually all it takes She feels a calming sense of relief and quickly hits delete Occasionally when things are bad deleting is not the case She bravely posts her odd words up for everyone to see A dangerous move some might say, like slapping at a spur Something pushes her to do it and she's not the least bit scared I guess it's not priority what others think of her It's something of a rush knowing her soul has been bared So as you can see this was a time when delete was not the answer If she ever wants to go to sleep she knows what she must do The unanswered questions will haunt her like a reoccurring cancer These questions that remind her that she hasn't got a clue

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