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Maura Feb 2015
All at once I realize I'm not okay
and I get so upset I can't even pray
all of my problems just seem so cliche
my lip quivers and I begin to give way

the dam breaks and I suddenly know
that I'll no longer be able to sit and lay low
I bottle so much up and I can't let go
of this feeling that will forever grow
that I am nothing, but I sure am I pro
of slapping on a smile and running a show
that depression is just something I'll outgrow
but that's not the truth and you and I both know
that my happiness is dim and nothing but a glow

Why won't anything work out
my faith is dry and in a drought
because I am in so much doubt
that God doesn't even have a route
or a way for me to get out
and so I sit in my room and pout

I feel hopeless I need this part of my life to be done
because it's awful and I'm having no fun
It's cold and dark and I'm really wondering where is the Sun?
I want to give up and say fine depression you've won
but I can't... so for now I'll just sit here and be done

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