Tomorrow Will Come

November 30, 2009
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Often, I lose my grip of reality,
My heart beats fast and I can’t breathe,
I can’t control my breathing,
I can’t control my thoughts,
Can’t control anything,
I am a victim to my mind,
I can’t get out and I can’t fix it.
I am stuck-a mess,
My life, my room, my relationships,
A mess,
I’m so f***ing stressed,
Everything makes it worse,
As I sit alone, my mother talking on the phone,
I think about tomorrow and realize,
That its gonna be just as s***** as today.

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