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I Dont know why,I always choose the easy way.                                            
                             
when I`m left with regrets haunting me every day.
I can think of no clear reason,no logic can I find.                                      
                                 
 Somethings surely wrong with me,and I think its in my mind.                             
                          
Thoughts of reason and emotions all mixed up in my head.                                 
              From when I wake,throughout the day,and even late in bed.                  
                                      
 Blended within each other making it seem,like one in the same.                          
                           
when in reality they`re opposing elements no different than water and flame.             
                    
Maybe my mind needs help,deceiding between the two.                                      
                           
But where to find this help.I have not a single clue.                                    
                                 
I`ve tried countless outer sources all to no avail.                                      
                                    
 Always believing,no one truly understands,so i`m always quick to bail.                  
                         
 How could they really understand,and help me with my choices.
 When i`m the only one who has to deal with my emotional voices.
 Some people say i`m weak,because I always choose to run.
Well each man thinks his burdins thee heaviest,his own defienition of a ton.
 They also say i`m selfish,always,thinking of only me.
 When I only wish to live a harmoneous life,find peace and serenity.
 Could there be a source within,of which,I could tap into.
A source that I can truly believe,in all that seems is true.
It can`t be my foolish heart,theres no clarity with emotions.     
 Feelings always steer me wrong,my cause of all commotions.
There is the source of all creation,neither tangible nor seen.
He Dwells in heaven and on earth.and yes inside of me.
 I dont have to understand him just trust in all his ways.
 Have unwavering faith that he loves me,and is with me every day.
 HE only speaks truth in saying for his creation he loves and cares                      
                            And Theres nothing else that seems to be the answer to my prayers.

 

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