Circumstantial Criticism Testo

Convicted of what i know nothing of. Enslaved by trust in order to grow. Jealousy takes away the feeling of relief. It never comes to save me. Left waiting i can see i'm all thats left able to conquer me. Feelings have grown tired beliefs are left to hire. Left to view myself in shambles i should have known this would be too much for me to handle. But i'll just do it again so i can finally be at peace in my head. Laying to rest i'll settle. This conquered man is none the better.