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Who have I become?

Shell of my former self.

Where has the young man of intergrity gone?

Swept under the rug along with the pain.

When did I decide to go my own way?

Shamefully when lust became too much for me.

Why did I run from the love?

So I could make a big scene. no.

Why have I hardened my heart?

So my heart will never be able to break.

Where are those strong in faith?

Surely they haven't all Gone.

Why have they left me alone to run this race?

So I can fall short on my own.

Why do I turn my back on the Lord?

Satan has captured my eyes and mind.