My Own Direction.

by Painted By Colors llInLovell   Jul 23, 2007


Balancing on something called hope
I can almost see the light ahead.
Pulling forth, tiring at times
I keep composure.

Depression, Prozac, Mental Institutions
Yes, I've been through it all.
But instead of being as others are
I've made my own direction.

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