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Wasteland of Failure

The outside is where I belong The inside so filmiar A constant stride to belong To fit the mold of what a man should be Weak I am cancered by self denial When will it end for me Alone I be What a disappointment A shaded comparison of where I started I seek something But back away When it gets hard I blame all but me I am the cause of no resolution in my dimise It's hard to see past all the flaws when they seem to out weigh the successes Torn apart from it all Just dwell in the peices of insecurities What have I become Lost in the shallow of a hollow man In a world built in expectations I fall flat everytime What is the reason for this prison It's all in the past part of my present When will this future become bright When all around this body is a dark mass Haunted visions ghosts of remembrance This is how my life develops Within the carnage of love and hate I collide Still beaten and battered but whos throwing the punches Me a lesser verison of myself Where do I go Where do a belong In the wasteland of failure for all to flourish except me.

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