There have been times within my life
When all I saw was black,
And every conversation
Seemed more like an attack.
That the change that I was yearning for
Would not ever be mine,
That I was destined to remain
Left at the starting line.
My mind, it might be fragile
But it isn't broken yet.
I never ask for handouts
I just take what I get.
At times that hand that I've been dealt
Is more high card than flush,
But things sometimes work out the best
When I refuse to rush.
And so for now I'll ride the wave
And see how things unfold,
And one day when the time is right
I know I'll break the mould.
So watch this space, one day you'll see
That things work out alright,
No matter how dark life my seem
There's always signs of light.
And when the pieces fall to place
You'll wonder why you frowned
As all it takes it patience
For it all to turn around.
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26 year old baker relieving some of the excess thoughts that spill from my already tortured inner monologue
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