Learn from My Mistakes

Reader of my lonely tales, Can you feel the echos of my gales? The raging catastrophes that comprises my soul, My blood in Nemo's towan bowl. But here follows the truths I've learned, In a life completely spurned, Listen well, learn from my mistakes, And maybe you'll fare better through life's quakes. Do not change for others gain. Grit your teeth through the inevitable pain. Believe in something, or face emptiness. Scorn society, and make your own bliss. Fight for those weaker than you. Take care of your few friends who're true. Never back down because of who you are. Find yourself early, then you'll go far. Take time to rest, or your soul will wilt. Never do something that should inspire guilt. Never feel guilty if what you did wasn't wrong. And know that here is where you belong. Accept others for who they are. Some will do the same, most will scar. But hold on to the scars that they've made. It's proof that you've lived through life's blade. Never, ever, succumb to hate. Even if you're like me, a target of fate. Hate is corrosive, and remember it well. It will make you suffer, as if you're in Hell. Finally; find peace in yourself, Because most of the world will hate you. But knowing your limits is the greatest wealth. And to push them aside is our true purpose.