I found another one of my poems, but it was incomplete.
So I completed it, and now here it is, my second poem. Dedicated to all those who took a different path in life, a different choice(a tail) but suffered extreme despair due to the initial sufferings or opposition faced by them.
Hope you like it 
Born with a tail and set up to fail,
I wandered off the path, didn’t leave a trail.
Abandoned by all and ready to fall,
Bouncing alone like a crazy ball.
Rambling around in a dingy hall,
Filled with all the grief, the hatred and all.
No love, no lust,
But trust is a must.
Trust shall I whom,
My mind is full of rust.
Not even my heart, my soul is no longer mine,
My conscience now twisted like a grapewine.
I don’t know whom to believe,
My mind, my own soul, how do I retrieve?
And in all the dreams that I did weave,
There’s nothing now that I can achieve!
thnx
but which spelling mistake?? could you please point it out??
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