Everchanging
Depression is my adversary,
winning the battle is my goal.
Playing with my mind,
I never know when,
I'm going to wake up heedless.
The world everchanging,
never settling for a moment,
making my head spin.
Stop everything from its cycle,
making good thoughts,
seem like just fantasies.
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