Yearning for criticism, I bleed my beliefs and emotions.
Articulate my thoughts to release strain such unwanted pressure.
Seeking guidance from my peers to try to ease my minds commotion.
Pursuiting answers for my questions yet none seem to measure.
I can't accept but a majorities consensus unless its scientific fact.
Life is an experiment with dynamic factors. Nothing will change that.
Forever I will exist with these problems I can't solve.