I wish it was easy
to be happy,
while my heart
filled with sorrow.
I lost my soul
too often,
I wish I knew
how to set me free.
something wrong with me,
my brain so pretty annoying
tell me lies, even sometimes
forget how to process,
slowly die.
like the sadness
neverending
the deep always
calls me back
every time I tried
to clean my thoughts,
yet it wasn't quite easy.dika agustin
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