Fearing inside but smiling outside
Anxiety filled in viens
And anger?,
Anger filled in every nuetron of my physical reflection.
Preparing with all my powers of mine,
For a war, exquisite,
A war within me and with myself.
Tranquility of my true self,
Seems to be lost somewhere
And happiness deluding my mind
With spurious faces.
Cruelty making home inside a head, so oblivious and beguiled in the hands of pessimism.
But still for my surprise,
I stand as the only warrior of good.
The only warrior against the bad and for the good, but still filled with confidence,
With the confidence of breaking the shackles of my own, for my own.
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