When I was 16 years old
I began to wonder
How it is that life should unfold
And my world was torn asunder
To find the answers I dug deep
Into the murky swamp of my past
What I didn’t find gave me the creeps
And the scraps I was given didn’t last
I sought for more in secrecy
I didn’t share my quest
But I didn’t find tranquillity
Instead it was an ultimate test
I search now for motivation
In dark, negative spaces
I no longer seek the elation of
The light my mind effaces
Instead all I want is sincerity
A happy home, a normal life
The one I owned before all this
When I tossed myself into eternal strife
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