one hundred times a day
I hate this place
Sometimes when I'm thinking
It just won't go away
Seeking a tomorrow
Where emotions don't go
Trapped inside this cage
The one I made
Gnawing. Chewing
A hole in my head
I'm half alive
Feeling almost dead
Just take this away
My hands
From my head
I dont want this
Today
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Today will be a better day. It is nicely written. Thanks
Thank you. Today IS a better day
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