Internal Strife

I try to flee from myself but this we all know is impossible, would be a good escape if plausible, even if I could the shadow of myself would pursue, I would only be a former shadow of myself not made new, in my solitude my thinking it's advanced, the world becomes more clearly it's faults are enhanced, converse with me and you'll know, my eyes have seen places you'll never go, probably be afraid to see, that's why I wish to hide from self with all sincerity, my heart and tongue don't agree, my mind is in pain, I have suffered injuries trying to maintain, can't complain to self, the flesh is perishable and wants what it can get out of it's time here on earth, the spirit is eternal and wants to give the creator his worth, idle minds grow more from inaction, stay focused let nothing be a distraction, hope is a comfort I can't always afford, I have to make things happen or dreams get ignored, always flat broke and sore, I never seen myself in this light before, a mere fool with a little fight and nothing more,