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Jun 2018
I'm not as free
as I wish I could be,
since enslaved to my mind
Its been about 31 years of captivity.

Where there lingers
doubt,
fear,
loneliness
and greed,
which often lead
to other darker things
as I parlay with insanity and foreign dreams.

I'm trying not to be vanity
but I'm what it means,
through growing up without
and wanting things.

Though I've learned
the world’s been out of my control
proven through all I've seen.

So here I sit trying to poke a hole
exposing me,
losing myself
to you
through sincerity,
since I know
very well
that I am
my own
worst
enemy.
-JS
I hardly hear what anyone says since I'm in my head and the war is to no end
JS
Written by
JS  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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