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Lost Man I sit here in a mood, a mood of defeat, confusion, elation, and discovery.Lost Man by ~aerofiend
My mind tries to understand itself, so I might understand myself.
What my values are, what I myself am,
Are confused with what I was told, with what I am supposed to be.
I stare here at my words and my thoughts are fleeting,
What was conviction has turned to numbness,
What was me has turned to ash.
I try to remember my somber thoughts on the long walk home,
They come to me slowly, grudgingly, so I let them flow.
I am a man…no…I am not a man, not by my definition, not by how I define the world.
A man knows who he is, what he is made of.
And a man c
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