As I stroll through journey we call life, The harder it gets to contain my desires, The desires of wrath, greed, pride, and lust are all so relevant in our society, When I reflect through my life, I’ve never been perfect, I’ve never wanted to be seen as perfect, But I have thought of some evil deeds, These deeds circulate through my brain, but haven't came to action yet, These actions also make me question my life, Who am I loyal too? How should I love in the proper way? How should I move throughout life? As I want to strive to do the good things, I’ve also caused a lot of hurt, I’ve lied to individuals, I’ve stolen from individuals, And have struggled with building connections with people. I want to do right, But my desires overwhelm my mind to keep pishing me to do wrong. I want to be understood, But people don't want to look to understand, The truth of the matter is I haven't found myself, So I stroll through this journey empty in the inside Trying to find things to fill the void, It often feels as if I’m trapped within my body. As I put my soul onto this paper, I hope someone hears my cries, As this is my confession, To trying to preserve my peace