I am lost in myself
My habbits act like prison cells
I cannot escape them
These shackels around my feet
I cannot break them
You are the key to break my shackels free
You are my only means of escape
Can you help me to concentrate
This prison will hold me no longer
I will wait till I am much stronger
In the time that I wait
I will just ponder thoughts of you
As you take me higher than I have ever been before
I will worship you
Because I will not fall
You balance all
Getting lost in temptation
Only fills me with frustration
As it ruins my struggle for better concentration
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