It's a tough challenge... battling with myself.
Up, down. Up, down.
Sometimes I find that I'm actually okay, but most of the time I'm not.
I'm hoping and praying and working hard to make the black dog go away.
I hate this feeling.
I hate this feeling.
I want to be set free once again.
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Thinking oneself is the main problem creating more suffocating. It is a culdesac/a blind alley.There is no fresh air. It is stuffy to be in there. There is no streaming water. It is stagnant. ITS NAME IS EGO. One should try to be self less sacrificing,compromising, to be truly oneself.
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