wake up every day
and i wonder just
how this happened.
how did i end up
in the place i’m at?
there’s joy and love
and people who care,
i’m living my life and
i’m healthy as well.
it’s not even like
my diet’s that good.
and there’s all these
little things that are
making me happy.
a simple walk outside
just feels so good, and
i feel so motivated, too.
it’s so weird because
i was just having a
panic attack yesterday.
but somehow, i rise,
and i keep on going,
and i find some way
to stay strong and
push on through.
why is that?
guess i’m just
the lucky star
that keeps on
shining bright,
even when i’m
forced not to.
some days don’t
go as well, but
there’s always
a good moment
at the very end.
lucky star.
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