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