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Whatever it takes.
When my outer life
Is out of control
I take the things within
In a tighter hold.
And fight, and defend
And cry, and hide.
I do whatever it takes to get by.
Without anybody truly
By my side
I turn inwards
And I analyse.
Or I let the days drift by and by.
Living quiet as a mouse
On the inside.
Either way,
What I’m trying to say
Through the crudeness
Of rhyme and word play.
Is that no matter what happens
I find a way,
To get through this day.
