I
I hate my anxiety.
and I hate my tendencies
but there isn't much I can do
about my body chemistry.
I say I want to change
but then I just go back
and I make those same mistake
that end me in that sea of black
I don't want this life
I'd prefer a happier one
but that just won't happen,
not until this war inside me is won.
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