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#GOALS FOR LIFE


HAPPINESS ITS IS WHERE I would like to be Where mental instability is a rare disease Though I'm not entirely sure what.the word happy means Life is a dead end job I Didn't ask for the graveyard shift but I got it Sick of bein tired and tired of bein worn out Swimming in responsibilities and rocks fill my pockets My lungs screaming for air...afraid i'll drown Only to be.saved by a transparent life jacket I'm.not sure if you can see it when you look at my face But I'm fighting through the jungle of life to find my happy place But 1st I'll have to clean out my brain Rid of that box of depression to make space Sweep the floor of stress to clear the way For the new furniture I bought called happiness No.matter what it takes How ever many changes I.need.to.make The psychological island of peace WILL be visited by me MY LIFE WILL.NO LONGER BE THE NIGHTMARE HAUNTING.MY DREAMS if it's the last thing I achieve If it's in the last breath I breathe If it's in the last colored image I see I will know what it's like to feel I will know what it's like to be... Happy
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