Upside Down

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Everything is

Backwards,

Upside down-

The World is spinning me

In Ways I shouldn't

Be spun.

My Life

Is not

Supposed to be this Way.

Merely a Parody

Of the Life

I'm supposed to live.

Depression dettles

Like Dust,

And inactivity...

No,

Incapability sinks in.

My Life will always

Be the same-

And then I'll die.

Is it wrong

To want the best for Me?

If not, then,

What if the Best

Means Death?

What then,

You uncontrollable,

Optimistic

Cheerful

Happy side of me,

What then?

What comes next?

The End

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