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Struggling force,

like in tuck a war,

my brain cells begin to overload,

I have lost focus of the path,

for once motivation was based on illusion,

fairy tales captivated my mind,

for with the shadows surrounding me,

I communicate,

so I can come back to reality,

once again be the person within,

not everyone lives with joy,

the sinful live,

while the innocent suffer,

it was all a lie,

my first grade teacher said

“you can be whatever you want to be”,

a business man was my dream,

yet I still walk a long

the blood stained streets,

“if you put your mind to it,

you may accomplish it”,

yet the way society is,

not even safe to walk in your dreams,

you never know,

you may walk to where ever destination,

and to your cranium you may get a knock,

if you deny entrance,

still to late,

ill tear through the skin,

make a whole in your brain,

in the end, simply you lay,

mind overloads, to find, focus,

re-gather my illusions,

to once again believe in a fairy tale,

my only way to regain mental relaxation