Most days I wake up

One the wrong side of the bed.

Anxiety rises

And fills me with darkest dread

I’d lay back down,

Try to go back to sleep,

Attempt to escape emotions,

Struggle in their solid grip

There are some people who’d point out

All the bad that they see.

Will never think of the words they throw

that’ll very much affect me.

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I opened my eyes this morning

Feeling cheery, feeling light.

It seemed odd to me

But also somehow felt right.

Seeing the beauty the universe holds,

The gifts I received grow by a hundred fold

Everything stood out like gold, silver and bronze

I was glad I was happy, happy for once