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I feel as though, I’ve let myself down,
In a way that can’t be fix with words,
I feel like there’s no way around,
I’m lost on the earth that created this town,
I’m frustred with issue’s that keep coming,
In my way,
Making things more difficult,
To be positive,
Like my old ways,
I’ve came to a cross road,
Not sure witch way to go,
I know I have to choose a path,
To go,
But I’m confused of what road will,
Lead me to something,
Made of gold.

By: Erica Mitchell

Published inSorrow

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