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My Minds War
I remember better times of happiness, Time where i would smile nonstop.
I would be so happy that my cheeks would cramp, times where my eyes would shine brighter than the sun.
You could take one look at me and just know I was filled,filled with a special kind of happy.
It would vibrate in the air, it would sprinkle on you just like raindrops.
Unfortunately my happiness was chased away,chased away by a ghost called depression.
This ghost didn't want me to smile.
He had powers to take my happiness away.
He knew how to chase the girl I once was away and leave a shell behind.
He replaced the smile with cold sadness.
The good news is i still have some happiness left, parts he forgot to take with him.
Yes, it's true that he still visits often, making sure i am not radiating like the sun.
Making sure I am not radiating happy emotion, but i realized something.
Before I had surrendered to him but now?
Now I want this ghost to stop coming.
One day I will defeat him, Depression will be dead and gone from my life.
One day I will defeat him, scare him away.
There's going to be a war, are you gonna help me fight it?
Help me fight it?
I plan on winning this war but I cant do it on my own.
I want to win my old self back, I am tired of being a shell.
Let war begin.
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