My mind is fickle,
Fickle heart is my own,
Only yesterday was there a pain so soul crushing,
And today its somersaults for reasons unknown.
Things that seemed inconquerable yesterday,
Today matter no more.
Come tomorrow, it will seem mountainous again,
Another day, and its hardly a pain.
Switches so quick,
Between extremities it is.
I don't trust it any more.
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