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Do you think I don’t feel hurt

Do you think I don’t feel pain,

Do you think I don’t know frustration

And that I am immune to life’s pain piecing again and again,

And no I don’t know all the answers

But I quest and I meticulously  search,

To find every kind of different way

So that things do not get worse,

Do you think I am  bulletproof

Well let me educate you, because I am not,

I am just the same as everyone else

I suffer from the same problem issues,

Of twisted , messed up mental health

But at least I recognise this, within myself,

And no longer will it stalk me

Like a demon acting to mess up my mind through stealth,

So now I can identify this can become my inner wealth.