Is it worth it being a good man, a thinking man, one with ambition, goals and dreams? Is it worth it to be a man so much desired that when they are possessed it’s disbelieved? Is it worth it to be real, loyal, caring? A man who dedicates his life to loving and sharing. Is it worth it to try to be that true man? Even with his faults he strives to improve in any way he can. So should I follow in the foot steps of the pimps, players and thugs? Should I not care or not love like no other? I look around I hear the sounds of the want and need of something profound. However it is no more than pretend hopes and dreams. For reality only brings forth what our heart truly means. So I sit here with impure thoughts and envy while I close my eyes and allow my heart to become the enemy. But the pain still remains and my world is still empty...
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