Alas, if only my footsteps were silent, yet they always fall heavily.

If only I could restrain myself, yet my desires control me.

If only I could know myself, yet I find myself lost in others.

If only I could remain calm, yet my emotions run rampant.

If only the right words fell in my lap, yet they get caught in my throat.

If only I could see clearly, yet clouds cover my sight.

If only I could find happiness, yet it evades me when I search.

A great weight rests on my shoulders, so my legs must strain all the harder.

I lust for many things, so my self-control must reach the pinnacle.

I must understand myself, so that I can surpass my limits.

I am unstable, so I must become able to rein myself in.

My mind falters, so I must force the simplest words to burst from my mouth.

My comprehension is crippled, so I must focus and strive to learn.

My innocence may be gone, but I may still find pure joy in life.