I feel like I spend most of my time trying to figure out who I am
My soul is still intact but it wanders around the throne of sin
I wish I could be better
I wish I could do better
But I'm a little weak
So it is hard to get better
Sometimes I don't know how to go about life
But when I look in the mirror I see hope
And then I feel like I'm doing something right
But what if everything I believe and practice is a lie?
What if my whole being is a lie?
I'm doubting why I'm here
I'm doubting my religion
I'm doubting education
I'm doubting my decisions
I'm doubting my family
I'm doubting my life
I'm doubting what's wrong
I'm doubting what's right
I don't know what to believe
Everything isn't what it seems
Everything that shines doesn't gleam
Your friends are not always on your team
And it gives me headaches from trying to find out who I am
Who am I?
Like, who am I?
What is my purpose in this life?
Am I supposed to make a difference?
Supposed to be a wallflower?
Supposed to make a change?
See we all have been dealt cards in life
Wondering what should we do as we roll the dice
People say life is unfair
And at some points I agree
One thing we forget
Is that life,
Is unfair to everyone
Ya see,
So it's quite fair
I constantly remind myself
That even if I'm doing bad
Someone out there is doing worse
Wishing to be in my shoes
So does it make me selfish
To want more?
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Captured Words
PoesiCaptured Words features my poetry and short stories from out of my brown leather book. I wrote most of these based on personal experiences and my imagination. I hope you guys enjoy. Please don't copy my material. -Love, Amour
