Admist the smoke i search for myself lost in the mirror, <br />Lost and abandoned a fragile heart forever lies in terror, <br />Broken and confused but trying not to lose focus, <br />Smiling on the out so the pain doesn't resurface, <br />Trialed through the worst using it as my ambition, <br />A curious mind is society's most feared weapon, <br />Programed to think as eacother trapped in these prison walls, <br />The governments scared for us to have a mind of our own at all, <br />These are just the rants of sick man, <br />Searching for Life's answers and its ultimate plan,<br /><br />W.T. Brown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rants-of-a-sick-man/
