The world I see is so similar to me, it’s angry, it’s vast, it’s hollow.
Where exactly do I fit? It’s confusing. So many paths but none to follow.
Feeling trapped by those abusing, in their ivory towers on high.
They extort my time, my feelings, my person. It can happen in the blink of an eye.
I’m okay, I’m fine, these lies flow and continue to worsen. Inside I’m torn, I’m twisted, I’m sin.
The darkness feels all consuming. Where do I even begin?
Yet, the world I see is so similar to me, it’s bright, it’s light, it’s hope.
There is passion and purpose, even when I feel worthless. I can’t fall down that slippery slope.
I shall rise, and succeed, push past the hate and the greed. I know now that I belong.
I have earned my place, I can out run the rat-race, I shall continue to fight and be strong.
Heed these words when you feel low, and feel like you have no connection.
Evil lives in hate and fear and thrives on misdirection.
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