Positive Thinking

I think of my misery and woe
And how depressing my life can be
And I think of how little control
Any has of it but me
I think of how I rail against
All who I imagine cause my grief
Then it hits me that I have the power
To create my own relief

I think of all the days and nights
I put myself down out of fear
The constant whining of my maladies
Caused only a self-spilt tear
I kept myself under my own thumb
So I wouldn’t have anything to lose
But I’m joining the world, I’m coming out
Happy and free is what I chose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Harman Avatar
February 8, 2010 at 4:50 PM
Choose it all you want, it doesnt change reality, that you are the artist, meant to teach others their hidden pains with your expression of you.
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