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Rated: E · Poetry · Drama · #1562081
So confused all the time...
I try so hard to be the one
that all thought I should be
but who I am I'll never know
What's this? How's that? Who's me?

I know what is good from bad
and what is right from wrong
or is that the way the keep control
to trap me all along

I always try to find the place
where pleasure and good do meet
but every time I'm on my way
I often lose my feet

If all that causes pleasure
is often wrong and bad
then what's the point of the good path
when there's no joy to be had
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