Over Thinking

Kinda free-styled this on today sorry its not the best.

Thinking is something that I don't like to do, 
because it can lead to some very dark places that I don't like going to,
It makes me second guess everything.
Then when I start to questions,
It leads to depression,
I start to regret,
Everything I tried to protect.
When will this cycle end?
It ends then begins again,
I'm happy I'm sad, I'm mad I'm glad,
A new day same story, |
This life i live is beginning to bore me.

The End

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