The battle within

The battle within us,
The battle solely vast,
The part of u that dwells in past,
Thinking over all the could
And should ve beens,
Shen the part of u that wants to live The present,
Fuck the future fuck all pesants,
Run amok in this insipient hood,
Drown in all emotions,
Hormones, lust, power, luxury with Unending thirst.
There is the part that plays it safe,
Saving everything for a possible future,
Which seems evading and evading the Unending torture,
This new part that knows all are absurd,
But what is true who cld giv u a clue?