Fock
Life lifts and dips.
Emotions stagnate and drain.
Drugs gain and leave.
I’m high and low.
Depression dips, but I’m still unhappy.
The fight drops and I get my ass beat.
I’d like to fight some day
but I need to care first.
I’m tired of my own stupid shit.
Which is why I need a kick in the teeth.
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