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I grew up In a run down family, A run down place Where passive aggression was The fluent language Underhanded comments Were considered compliments I grew up Where words were really Just swords in disguise And while we tried our best, It was a negative place. Where I was taught never to rise Where positivity was a mocked Friends seemed like enemies And my head was always on the Defense, defense, Don’t cause anyone offense, Even if what they teach is down, Just pretend you don’t see Because really, my darling, No one can never be kind, No one is truly happy Anxiety runs in my family, And I see it through genealogy In our veins is depression In our DNA is dependence Our sight was clouded, Full of sadness and low esteem Where sunshine is not all it seems Despite my environment I realize positivity exists And actually, it fits! The sun shines through clouds, I see grass with a dewy mist Rainbows and fairies; How did you not see this? Because of all of these, I do not trust My anxieties I know that really, It is the enemy Whom lives inside of me Well, Anxiety- Get out! Your clouds are not welcome, Your fog is now gone! I open the windows Let the morning in Because you Will NEVER win.
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Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 12:45 PM UTC
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I grew up In a run down family, A run down place Where passive aggression was The fluent language Underhanded comments Were considered compliments I grew up Where words were really Just swords in disguise And while we tried our best, It was a negative place. Where I was taught never to rise Where positivity was a mocked Friends seemed like enemies And my head was always on the Defense, defense, Don’t cause anyone offense, Even if what they teach is down, Just pretend you don’t see Because really, my darling, No one can never be kind, No one is truly happy Anxiety runs in my family, And I see it through genealogy In our veins is depression In our DNA is dependence Our sight was clouded, Full of sadness and low esteem Where sunshine is not all it seems Despite my environment I realize positivity exists And actually, it fits! The sun shines through clouds, I see grass with a dewy mist Rainbows and fairies; How did you not see this? Because of all of these, I do not trust My anxieties I know that really, It is the enemy Whom lives inside of me Well, Anxiety- Get out! Your clouds are not welcome, Your fog is now gone! I open the windows Let the morning in Because you Will NEVER win.
#depression#anxiety#mind
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Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 12:45 PM UTC
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