Untitled Self Worth
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My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery
Of life's long journey,
Has me wondering in disarray,
Considering the emotions that attack my conscience,
My mind drifts off on a voyage to the seven seas,
With the waters splashing riptides
That uplifted fear of me drowning inside my thoughts,
Being kept victim by the toxic sorrows I thought I escaped,
Narrowing down my route for happiness.
While fulfilling desires to be an intricate being,
I ended up facing judgement in my own court,
With a hypothetical judge and jury,
I chose to plead myself guilty of the crimes
that were nonexistent,
With regards to an atrocious plea for innocence,
My mind...
My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery
Of life's long journey,
Has me wondering in disarray,
Considering the emotions that attack my conscience,
My mind drifts off on a voyage to the seven seas,
With the waters splashing riptides
That uplifted fear of me drowning inside my thoughts,
Being kept victim by the toxic sorrows I thought I escaped,
Narrowing down my route for happiness.
While fulfilling desires to be an intricate being,
I ended up facing judgement in my own court,
With a hypothetical judge and jury,
I chose to plead myself guilty of the crimes
that were nonexistent,
With regards to an atrocious plea for innocence,
My mind...