Cloudy Days
Dark clouds rambling in my head
Trying to push back the tide
In this storm of my own making
I wish I knew how to stop
I wish I knew why my brain is different
There is comfort that its not as bad
That I can see rays through the clouds
Once upon a time I couldn't
Taking the steps to make it better
Knowing I can make it better
I will push through the storm
Find my happy again
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