I am struggling with myself, a fight with just me.
Not sure so far who's going to win, but a battle it will be.
The good in me that burns so bright is dousing it's own flames.
The wonder in me that pulls me along is hanging her head in shame.
But a battle it will be and a battle it is, this isn't over yet,
For the waging war within my soul, a beating it will get.
I have yet to figure this all out, my brains is feeling fried,
Even if I don't come out on top at least I'll know I tried.
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