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Reason

The Reason is what I am looking for, a reason why things ripped and tore, A reason is what I am trying to explore, A reason to retry and restore. My mind is split, There are some things that don't quite fit. But, you have to give me some credit, Because I'll never forfeit. I'll just keep taking the hit, I've always been a good target. Just ask my dad, oh wait, he already kicked the bucket. With my family I was never close-knit, I guess it's my fault, but hold on a minute. I've got evidence that should help acquit, Now what did I do with that exhibit, Losing things has become a real bad habit. I'm trying to find a reason in the rhyme, I'm afraid I don't have a whole lot of time. In this case, the punishment doesn't fit the crime. I feel like I am always in an uphill climb. Trying to find Some peace of mind. But I guess I wasn't designed To leave it all behind, So, it's all just combined. Now, if you could be so kind, And if you would be so inclined, I've got some things outlined, Just waiting to be signed. Okay, so where was I? Let me give this another try. I may need you to clarify Because the reason doesn't justify. What ever happened to the 'eye for an eye'? When did my mind go awry? My mind I need to rectify. I think to find the reason I need to verify How much of my mind they all occupy. Perhaps this whole time I've known But every time I'm close I get thrown. Off the path, I'm blown. Overthrown from the throne. I try to find the trail, but it's been overgrown. I become more lost, more alone. Until I start hearing laughter from all around. It's coming from everywhere, the sky and the ground. Being inside my own head echoes the sound, Trying to keep the reason from being found. To be Continued...

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