Conscience
Why do you strain me?
O, troublesome conscience
Latching on, hoping I will succumb
Listening to your unearthly nonsense
Why do you hurt me?
O, superficial voice
Making me judge by allurement
Rather than giving me a choice
Why can’t I?
O, restraining utterance
You see me fail before I even begin
Treating me the same in every occurrence
Why do you desert me?
O, ever-present being
Ironic it seems to say this
O! inner voice of feeling
Leave me! I will have bliss
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