I’m face to face with anger,
Fear, frustration and more,
I don’t know where to turn,
And my heart feels deathly sore.
One minute to the next,
I’m sinking lower and lower,
To the point where I feel small,
And crushed underfoot like a flower.
Please, set aside any problems we have,
They’re best gone and forgotten,
Because if neither of us can realize that,
Then waking up today was worth nothing…
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