You sit there on the swing between shade and light,
The brighter the sun shines the darker the shade becomes,
You don't tell anyone because of the feeling of confusion,
Internal wars have no winners just losers and casualties,
I learnt to not fight with them it never makes it better,
I learnt to stand with them and deal with them logically,
Cries are needed they don't make you weak,
Don't try and dance with them they will make you look like you have two left feet,
tripping and falling making more mistakes then needed,
Instead communicate and show them that you are here and there's no leaving.
I have suffered with schizophrenia and abuse from a farther and this is nothing I am ashamed of. I am proud of what I have became and I won't ever let it fail me.