When you are someone you like to be,
Others do not appreciate,
For you are a big difference to them,
Others just condemn the soul,
In sinful ways,
But the reason of one's plight,
Is hidden among them,
You wish to lend happiness,
But you fend sadness,
Try to be a flashing brightness of somebody,
But to be a dashing darkness of nobody,
Is unseen,
Nor recognized by anyone,
Every good deed you try to commit,
Yet it turns into a bad seed you commit,
This does the soul to lose it sanity,
Thus entrap the soul with vanity,
Until truth is foretold,
It comes to you who has never realized through the journey's of life,
The soul finally understand the verdict,
For shall it turn evil,
Nevertheless it's painful past sticks to it like a vile of shame,
Drink the grail of hope,
Yet the frails of disgust spits away hope,
Alas for thee soul can bear no more hinders of life,
As it has decided to be inhumane without any amends,
The soul loses it's love,
As it flutters away like a dove,
The soul starts to hide,
Like a ghost that shall never be seen forever till the very end of time.
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