Thats the thing about mental
Thats the thing about mental illness;
you can wake up one day and colors shine brighter
you can wake up another day and the light shines so bright it blinds
you can wake up today and the color has left entirely
and no matter how hard you slam your head into a wall
balance just won’t return.
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