Full sunshine but empty dark inside
Overflow of happiness but a true drought of joy
Display calm waters while the riptide destroys
Gentle breeze for the world to feel and the tornado of inner turmoil leaves naught but twisted wreckage to hide
Set a waypoint on the horizon and move steadily that way
At times just getting out if bed is hardest challenge of the day
If a storm never stops eventually the shelter gives in
Harder every day it becomes just to stand and deny the wind 
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