Man vs self
The world will protray you as a monster
For the decisions you will make
Your either ruthless in your ways
Or weak cowardice and fake
One day your a God
Then your the fallen angel himself
To be constantly ridiculed
made to feel like a fool
I was raised on survival
While others were raised on love
Always questioning
The existence of something above
The war you rage on me
I've battled constantly within
Is that what makes us human?
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