I'm a mess
A complex and troubled soul -  
Not to be dramatic,
Not to be theatric
But life has taken its toll
Complications of the heart
Temptations of the flesh
I'm not one to share
Even less, one to confess,
Yet I live a life of contradiction -  
My Yin and Yang have conspired against me
For I have myself shackled
Yet, all I want to do is be free
I'm a mess
Too many wants
Too many haunts
The question in my head doesn't end,
"Can a broken heart ever mend?"
Written by _victoria_ (Wusk)
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