To cope is to convince
the mind that its fears aren’t there
the body need not shake
the lungs that breathe is easier

Coping can be a lie
repeated until its truer
to be your confidence
to be your unbroken back’s cause

It can be a whole truth
But know that sting, to you,
Truth has no love to give
And it doesn’t feel different

A life to be wanted
Coping in a daily exchange
hours given vainly
A life selfish, but truly yours

To cope is to convince
Coping can be a lie
It can be a whole truth
A life to be wanted


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