A Man of Sorrows

A Man of Sorrows.

When wrong made right and right made wrong.

When enthusiasm comes without knowledge.

When vain worries made a burden.

When vain chatters waste time.

When perfection is not sought for.

Who do I surround myself with, how close they are to me, yet how far...

I am but a sinful man of sorrows.

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