Choose Joy

Personal (Hope)

Every morning dawn,
I awaken with purpose.


But when the night falls
so does my countenance.


When surrounded by the masses,
I can keep my composure.


When loneliness creeps in,
I become afraid of what's inside.


It's so much easier
to be depressed.


I have to choose joy
every day of my life.


I have to maintain a smile
and hope it seeps into my bones.

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