I'm in tensions full of confusion,
Blinded with conflict peers of no conclusion,
I know i gat solutions but still no convention,
A thousand times of repetitions of my new reputation,
But my weak nerves fight hard living me with no solution,
I feel my soul is flying away to another ruthless organization,
I really need an Angel either of light or dark to take away the pain,
But now am in the middle of two paths to my destination,

The first path leads me to; anxiety, stress, depression, mental disorder and fear,
The second path leads me to; focus, determination, hope and desire,
Ask me why? I haven't chosen or sacrificed to...