At war

March 17, 2014

Im at war and it push me to my limits

Over and over again

Each and everyday there's so many erges to do wrong

I am at war in my mind trying to stay right and do postive

But doing wrong seems to follow

The only thing that keeps me right

Is the hope in my heart that one day everything will finally be alright

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