Putting myself under the microscope
The deepest imperfections I could find,
Stared at them and said: Nope!
I don't want this shit in my mind.
Some days I longed for a rope,
For shit wasn't as my design.
But one can never lose hope,
Throw it all away behind.
My dark path, I redefined.
Quitted the dope
And everything aligned.
But It's such a steep slope
To be solo climbed
By a misanthrope.
"Even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil..."
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