"Duality of self"
"What is wrong with him?" -I said
Far detached from myself
Too inadequate, would be my guess
Too trite and mundane
Far too loud
Without nothing to say
Ever so desperate
To have any worth
Fighting his fate
Without any faith
Clinging to ways
Devoid of direction
Yet he remains
With what is left of his strength
Hopeful in the promise
He can do better
For despite his flaws
And all he has lost
He stills hold on
To a glimmer of hope
And it will carry him on
Through all his mistakes
Until he reaches the point
Where i am at peace with myself.
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