It’s only temporary
But I find myself being a missionary
In this strange journey.

It’s just a phenomenon
A figment of my imagination
Something to be ignored.

Everyone’s been there, than that,
Who am I to be bored?

It’s supposed to teach me
Lead me
And not control me

But guess what?

My pain is mine.
Mine to deal with
Mine to feel
Mine to embrace
Mine to decide when I want to leave it.

Yes, yours is to advice
And supervise

But, mine is not to comply,
Mine is to evaluate, decide

But how to deal with my pain… is solely mine.



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