Dirty thoughts are eating my mind
inappropriate ideas are dancing in my head.
I will try to do something.
Will close my eyes
will think of light, will think of faith.
I wasn't born tidy,
there was already unwashed sin.
I am struggling for calmness
but fight is burning my flesh
I am swallowing tears
that are biting my cheeks
I will pray for a new day
and hope to make the right step.
I am not right
am not wrong.
am too tired of beeing good for everyone.
I am bearing my own uneasy cross.
I will raise my hands to be endorsed.
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