Insecure - Poem by Ryan Ortiz
Finding truth in all this mess,
being old fashioned in a modern world,
leading to an everlasting temptation,
falling into such alluring morals.
Fading fast acting on your own accord,
thrills in life of ever changing colors
vibrant reflection of red and purple
ardent colors seizing to exist.
Blatant facts of habitual feelings,
lying there sitting there pondering,
why am I here: am I suppose to be,
waking up in a blackened state insecure.
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