Burdened wit the weight of the dreams of my own,
Can't find peace in the solace of my own,
shall see what i reap from the seeds i have sown,
On a journey, trod-ding the path of the unknown..
Putting myself through the hardest of truths,
Betrayed, Back stabbed, off my shoulder they shoot,
I've been there, I've done that, harvesting my identity roots,
Stewed by their guilt, Down their integrity level they stoop....
Sick and tired, and still trying to get hold of my life,
It feels so incomplete, like something just isn't right,
I'm losing my mind, and i just can't figure out this plight,
Feeling like m locked-up,Still in my hopelessness i take my Pride..
Never thought i
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