my destiny

Why am I torn by the way that I feel,

never quite knowing just what is real.

Wanting a dream and living a lie,

words they scar they then make me cry.

Doing for others as im expected to do,

refuse to accept this life here with you.

Just wanting to do what I feel is right,

seeing possibilites when im alone in the night.

Being pulled by my fate to do what I must,

and put my destiny in the one that I trust.

me....

Author's Notes/Comments: 

look to yourself for the answers..

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