I'm a contridiction in writing And have no business fighting The forces that pull me Back and forth, to and fro
In foul I find folly But life is less jolly While admitting and accepting What you don't want to know
To say that I'm crazy Or admit to being lazy Is just a small part Of a much greater whole
Inner thorns threaten exposure As the walls cave in closer Losing sight of the virtues That echo softly in my soul
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