My head.... wishes, I don't believe in, desires, are wah my faith live within, weakness are my hopes that soon dies, and strength are having the mind to put aside all that, and hold up my mask as if, I've actually learn to put anything to the past, but as I grow I've learned to multitask, so imma lay in my bed, with a smile, but with a heart on a road, to no where, soon to die, but I keep things to myself I'm selfish that way, but then again, I hate being call a liar, I don't consider it, as that, after all a mask, is only put on, so someone can be an actor
Well, I'm a lost soul, but with the thought of a belief in God,knowing I'm down most of the time, but faith isn't based on watcha see, but believe, so imma believe one day happiness will come, for it is writing in the book of Psalm ," n. Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path." So lemme feel my own wrath, I'll soon be free, for the darkness I've came across is only hidden with me, for not everything u see, is actually real.
Confusion lead to catastrophes, for diverse thoughts, may throw the mind off the wrong path, to destruction of the soul.
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What is Love
PoetryWe tend to have different perspective on love most of the time, For we each experience love in a way that makes us different.