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The Struggle

The struggle within Everyday I fight with self Everyday I hate something I have or have not done yet Mad at the mistakes I have made Yet becoming a woman by my mistakes Mad at the world Walking with out guidance Becoming a lover of what has no true meaning Learning to please me Learning to live for what is meaningful to me Learning to condition my mind and heart to work together Playing the game of life to win without actually playing Stepping away from what I despise Not conforming to imperfect man’s ridiculous rules Putting priorities in order My existence is to set the record straight Love it, like it or leave it I am the listening ear with no one to listen to me I am here on my own Taking my own advice The realization is that most people have no clue No clue of what to do with them selves other than work We work to get by, to buy things that do not matter, To impress people who hate what is within We all walk around constantly insecure Insecure that someone wants something we have What is that we have? Nothing Everything that we have is in our mind, heart and soul For many including me lose our mind, heart or soul All for nothing, for something that has no true baring in life Who will love simplicity? Who will feel and love what is within? Who will bring back meaning to the world of lost souls? Who?

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