When I was younger, I wrote about
love and tranquility, no wonder cause
I felt so un-wrung and free. But over the
years you will see, a different pattern
of my thoughts and whats real to me, through
each one of these soliloquies. feels like I have
no one around to care for me. Getting really tired
of all this negativity. Self-doubt and loathing
unfortunately has taken its toll on me.
my mind has been polluted and diluted so much so,
leaving the past behind has no real possibility