Why Am I This Way

Why am I this way?


I look at the mirror; is it me or a disguise?
The thought of why am I this way should come as no surprise,
Yet, what I realize when I look into my eyes,
Internal battles got me on a route to my demise,

Why?

I take a breath and sigh, releasing what’s inside,
In an attempt to speak with honesty while leaving no sublimes
Am I this way because at times I live with too much pride?
Or my drive to do things on my own, I really can’t decide………

Or…

Maybe I’m like this because where I was born,
City of violence, communities that’s torn
A hereditary temper, I can’t control myself,
So I pray for GOD’s assistance then ignore his help

I refrain from thinking I’m living in vain,
But when good battles evil I suffer from the pain
The warzone’s inside of me and someone will be slain
Cause good lies in my heart, and evil’s in my brain

I’m puzzled and confused, I wish I could explain
But if I don’t know why I’m this way how can I truly change?
So presently I’m soul searching, digging deep for answers,
But as it stands now; my quest is a disaster………




Pain is needed for progression...A past is needed for reflection....A vision is needed for direction...And a conscience is needed for correction- Amire Ryter