So many people have misinterpreted the meaning of this poem, but I'm glad they can see themselves in it. I'm still pretty proud of this one.
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I know there's a heaven and I know there's a hell,
sometimes where I'm going I can't even tell.
I try my hardest and try harder still,
but I keep falling while trying to climb that hill.
There's a part of me that is undeniable sin.
No matter how I try to change, I just can't win,
I've shed many a tear in my disgrace
I feel I have fallen out of the eternal race.
Yet it's not an unhappy feeling inside,
In fact this emotion makes me feel quite alive.
It's nothing like murder, lying, or theft
It's not coveting, jealousy, or major debt.
It's simple really, and something I don't expect to be returned,
I am in love, and for this I am spurned.
I fall from the graces towards the fires below.
Was it worth it? My answer is no.
But I can't change this part of me
because believe me, I've tried.
I try to keep it all inside
and oh how I've tried to hide,
but it's like hiding a walrus behind a chair.
You can deny all you want, but it's obviously there.
