Heres a story about a man who became crazed.
Started as a child with the urge to make.
Become excepted by this world of a maze.
He would lie in the worst possible way.
Cheat and steal thinking it would amaze.
If they didn't like his wrongly chosen way.
Then again he would make a change.
Even if it meant causing himself pain.
Over and over again and again he prayed.
God Make them see please will you make.
Make them see how much I've changed.
Then he realized changed!!
For who, for them he made.
Sadly this wasn't till.
He was doped out, overdosed on pills.
Himself he wasn't trying to kill.
just complex thoughts that made him ill.
To simplify his mind and will.
No longer he knew how to climb the hill.
The hill of life's make.
Cant reach the top try he may.
Soon everything seemed so far away.
Felt like he would die in the worst way.
Fade away no accomplishments made.
Tired of this he was, its time to wake.
his old self the original make.
Never again for anyone, he'll change.
Sadly bits and pieces still remain.
Like the bitter man he became.
And all the drugs he had taken.
Stays strong though and never hates.
The one he became today.
Cause along with knowledge made.
Love and strength regained.

------- Author's Notes -------

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