There is no way for everything to balance out
A world hidden under the shadow of doubt
Thrown into the abyss of emotional turmoil
Fertilizing the plants embedded in sorrow's soil
They never can control the pain
Serenity; they cannot sustain
Weak in an insignificant way
In chaos they stay
Crying when they see the light
Exploding when in a fight
Never controlling their core feeling
While their fate is on the brink of sealing
I am speaking of people of course
And I must say this with no remorse
I know you agree with me
For now you finally see
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