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i dont know exactly where i was going, i was writting this while depreseed 

I hope people can make some sense of what I was saying. Sometimes I just spill my emotions onto a page and end up not sure if it's even logical.

I felt like writing this because in the past few years I've dwelled on the darkness I see in myself and other people - the corruption. I see so much of it that I tend to lose sight of what's good. For a while I dwelled on the darkness and felt content with hatred. I hated the human race. I wanted to watch it die because in my mind everyone, including myself, deserved it. But now I've found peace in solitude and prayer/meditation. Even though I still easily see bad things in myself and other people I've become a little more numb to them. I'm more able to highlight the good things in people. I've done this by turning not to people themselves, but to something higher, much higher. I crave solitude and time alone so that I can reflect on this, and so that I'm not so sickened by the world around me.

one of my first poems about my actual feelings, rather than events in my life. 

Not quite done, i don't think... I am not sure about the title, and I'm open to suggestions!

Poetic_Eyes wanted a poem about issues that us women face in life, like being seen as sex objects, things, property, and being seen as a pieve of ass. That government wants us to all have birth control.

So, this is dedicated to all those problems that Women have to face!

Let me know what you think, or if you think of something that you think would fit in!