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happiness turns to sadness

anxiety will turn to madness 

Sobriety always hangs in the balance. 
 
People will tell you, “these things happen.” 

Placing one foot in front of another seems like it would be a simple task, but you’re tip toeing through a glass house sipping on something to forget your sorrows.

sit here thinking about how things change as sand falls through our hour glass. 

Wondering about how much things changed in a decade. 

Will I ever amount of to something?

Look in the mirror seeing my reflection screaming to be let out. Realizing I’m a shell of my former self.

Life was never fit for creature comfort 

Watching people fall through the cracks of their own misfortunes. 

Lifestyle changes are not congruent, but we must somehow stay fluent to the situation that we brew in. 

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