I'm Really Not Alright
As the Storm breeches life, We wander into the night, A world unknown from sight, A forever full of plight, Blinded by misery taking my might, Too weak to suffer, to proud to fight, The feelings not right, I see the monsters that surely bite, My heart clenches really tight, As I swallow the tears they scream with delight, I take a leap of faith, From very high heights, I say I'll be ok, But I'm Really Not Alright (Mental Health Matters)
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