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Through the clouds of depression I can see
A million painful memories staring back at me
I sometimes wonder why I bother to try
When it hurts so much I'd rather run and hide
So why do I stay here why do I fight
Why plunge forward into the night
Why do I keep trying to find
The good things in this tortured mind
Why do I fight when I want to lose
Why is this struggle the path I choose
Why I do it you may wonder as well
When I find out you'll be the first I tell

©1995 Diane Coghill,
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