I Know Of

I know of a young soul who lived By the lies and labels society and others Projected and reflected on the screen of His or her mind. Who was always lost in The thoughts and ideologies of others. Fear became the only companion a companion who existed only by the false identity of comfort and safety. He/she was made to believe that it Was not always ok for them to be How, who and what they are. So they Are often stuck in an ongoing loop Of the quest I on’s (questions) of who am I? What am I? Why am I here or there? I know of a young soul whose mind is Constantly on the attack. The pains of yesterdays Had them looking back never looking Forward to anything worthwhile only On the front lines of consciousness if only You knew the things that are holding you captive Vision is only as clear as the looking glass. So I guess life is just a series of learning experiences But I’m late for class. I know of a young soul who was taught to believe that wealth and abundance does not grow on trees so the only image of green is what blows in the spring and Summer breeze and the toxic waste symbols that only cause Dis. Ease. The shadows of doubt the plague of overwhelm towards any form of happiness category5 winds of fake and phony friends claiming to have your back in comparison to family ties that wear thin. What to do then when a young soul is made to feel as if the existence Is nothing more than a sin.