Don't get me wrong,
I appreciate all that it's been able to do for me.
The sleepless nights, the view of the world self-destructing around me, the air leaving my lungs as they collapse.
I feel like it's all going to benefit me someday, maybe?
It isn't as if I never get lost in the deep end.
I dive in head first, and it's difficult to see the situation in a different light, but I try.
Reflecting and writing the thoughts down onto the piece of paper laying on the desk directly before me.
The yellow-tinged light illuminating every corner of the space,
Furrowing my brow, I try concentrating really hard on what I want my message to be.
What's the actual grand takeaway that I want people to receive from this?
I don't think I really know about That, but I do know that I find it is important to let them know they're not in complete solitude.
Isolated from the rest of the population like it may often seem.
There's always someone out there looking out for you, or feeling the same as you.
Don't shy away, let those supposed intruders in,
They just want to help.
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Song: Happy as Larrie (Emerald Classics)
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