The Battle
The battle of my life has always been with myself,
My past,
My present,
My future.
In my past lies an Evil,
Relentlessly it devastated,
Watching for any opportunity,
To exploit all those in his way.
In my present lies a child,
So naive to the world,
Frustrated by all the rules and regulations,
Just to be considered normal.
In my future there will be a man,
Past and present will finally be combined,
Who is this person going to be?
I have to wait for the war to finish inside………………
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