hello.
sometimes, i feel its not this city that is out of order. it's me.
i guess i ran too much around the borders. and now i can't hear
the fr'iendly voice that would drop by and rescue me
i want to want to try. but i lost my faith, i lost my way.

and it is not the street that's made of concrete. it's you.
now i;m left to i try to fight and penetrate this point of vi%w.
i blame you. cause it is not the light that casts the shadow. it's doubt.
but with mon{sters ahead, my efforts seems sad
i hope You see that i am fighting hard
but i am not getting strong to prove that the world is wrong
about You. or me. or at least what i am doing.

i'm sorry, i am really trying to make You proud of me.
my thoughts/emotions are so messed up right now.
haha i think we should talk about mental chastity belts i mentioned.

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"Keep your heart with all diligence, for out of it spring the issues of life."
-Proverbs 4:23