Emotions rule my soul and Sometimes its like a curse being stuck down here on earth
yearning to feel loved craving that acceptance never fitting anywhere I always was a lefty
there are few out there like me but I have yet to meet any society has demoralized them but they believe themselves liberated
I've searched cracks and crevices but only found dust I have dug ditches and hole but I have found nothing but gold
In a world full of greed I have a beating heart So I search for something more But its mostly frozen over
I may have found one though A soul pure but misled Whose warmth could melt the world and save us from our death.
This is how I feel, the last line is so everyone knows that I don't think everything and everyone is bad. The few who still feel and see clearly can save the world.