When I'm Alone
Sometimes when I’m alone
My thoughts consume me
I become trapped in an abyss of should be, could be, and would be’s
I lose sight of what’s me and turn it into everything that tears me apart
As it rips each and every part of me to shreds
Bringing me to my knees
My mind going places you just wouldn’t believe
On the outside I am a picture of what you’d admire
But what’s that saying about the closets and the skeletons they keep?
I’m slowly but surely yearning to be set free
But every time I move forward one step
I get set back three
Spiritually I can feel prosperity growing in me
But it seems to be getting eaten alive by self-doubt, confusion, and pain
This outer positivity is becoming harder and harder to sustain
But I refuse to allow my sanity to be drained
Let’s go back to the beginning and become new
Where success you know me, but I don’t know you
You can bring me back to my place of freedom
Where everything falls into place
But it has to be apart of a world only I can create
Shae Original **
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