Do you ever feel lost in yourself Unable to find the threads that connects self Have you ever felt like you’d never be enough Just worth a couple valuables but never the gold ? Do you ever feel like you’re just moments from Creating a mess out of the good around you? And have you ever felt like no one would understand So you just keep your thoughts to yourself? I know So I've come to tell you Sometimes the days are not bright- The sky clouds littered Sometimes the days are chilly The skin goosebumped Sometimes you just have no energy left The body bed lagged It’s not everyday the crown seats right Doesn’t mean you've got no crown Your crown just need some adjusting Queen King Keep going There's good on the other side of bad. Ifedolapo
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