1 September 2012
Counseling, therapy Whatever you call it I've been going Since I was 7
Frequently at first But less and less As I got used to Breaking into pieces
An emotional breakdown Was rare for I After 3 years of therapy I kinda let it go
Turning to material items I became more than stable Happy, innovative, ambitious A quick learner
No problems found I was perfectly fine But once I took this risk Fate revealed a different design
Not fine at all Mentally screwed Emotionally beat up Need to be renewed
Too weird To be understood Too quiet (for once) To be in a friendly mood
Far too opposite For the whole world Why do you think I write, and read, beautiful words?
Call me crazy If you may But I'm not changing myself Not tomorrow, in a year, ad certainly not today
Certainly Not Today • Opuss № I