Stand Tall
Life isn't always a ball
Tryin' to get balanced with anti-depressants, anti-psychotics, and adderall
Medications are the difference between a serene and loud mind
A soul that becomes difficult to find
Stuck in my own world of noise
Destroying all chances of poise
Repeating the same tune over and over
Obsessing 'til my head feels like its been hit by a Range Rover
I speak to someone that helps me find ways to a better life
A Doctor that gives me feedback on how to cut my sorrow away with a knife
I try to walk tall but sometimes I can't help but to slouch
I want to stand but can't get off the couch
I want to get better
Starving for success--
"I'm going hungry" like that song sang by Eddie Vedder
Have I burnt my bridge to happiness?
I'm tired of all this crappiness...
I say screw being caged in a world of crap
I'm going to stop off-roading and follow the map
Keep it simple because complicated is too hard
Cutting through my obstacles like a razor sharp shard
I'm going to have my bad days but I can't stop for even a minute
A bad thought tries to interfere I'm going to rescind it...
Life is what you make of it--
I'd rather stand tall than slouch and sit...
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http://youtu.be/tchwsQ7egco This reminded me of an old 1976 song. I love your poem. You are right it is better to stand tall.
Thank you so much for reading... :-)