United States
34° 2' 50.0352" N, 118° 8' 29.4936" W

I trudge through this open field
Yearning for my Heart to yield
Same goes for this heavy Head
Empty and Possessed, unread

I wish I had much more Sense
rather than to Fake the Innocence
There's much to my Philosophy
or at least what's left of this Sanity

I can only stand by and watch in Shame
I have no Say and don't know why
an empty space to Rinse
but merely a ray of Light
Put Aside with Ignorance
Forced to learn what's right

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