I like walks through the woods with my brother and mother

I like my brothers, to boot

I like my mom, most of the time

I like my dad, rarely

I like books, and I like when I’m able to read them

I like all media, really, if it’s good and I can consume it without losing focus

I hate my anhedonia

I hate my poor focus

I hate my inability to study, read, or concentrate

I hate focusing on my anger

In a way, it hurts to consider my pain

Which is a lesson: Am I making anyone’s life better by sharing my woes?

Well no, but, you do what you gotta do

And mistakes happen

But I like it

And I hate it

And I want it to stay

Oh, or rather, oh oh go away

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