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?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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