I search for only truth
but never seem to find
of all the words I write
the truth stays in my mind
I dream the broken dream
then wake up in the night
but can never find the truth
inside the words I write
I'm feeling so alone,
inside this place I face
I'm feeling like a star
alone inside of space
I think of all those years
in my past now left to waste
I drank the devils blood
but never liked the taste
as I search inside this life,
of these inner city walls
I can never find the truth
but inside my mind it crawls
I know it hides somewhere
this truth inside of me
while the world just tells me lies
the truths so plain to see
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YES! I am jealous! i wish I wrote this. This is great! Congratulations on this write. Fantastic. L