By walking I found out
Where I was going.
By intensely hating, how to love
By loving, whom and what to love.
I could say life is just a bowl of jello
and appear more intelligent and smart
but I'm stuck like a dope with this thing called hope--and I can't get it out of my heart...
...not this heart.
As young as I was, I felt older back then;
more disciplined, stronger and certain.
I was saved by grace but destroyed by naivety
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