Nightmares [Dedicated 2 Those Curious]

I pour my heart in2 this poem
And look 4 the meaning of Life
The rich and powerful always prevail
And the less fortunate strive through strife
MISTAKES R MADE 2 be 4given
We R 2 young 2 stress and suffer
The path of purity and positivity
Has always ridden rougher
Your insatiable desire 2 find perfection
Has made your faults magnify
Curiosity can take Blame
For the evil that makes u cry
It isn't a good feeling when
U disobey your Heart
The nightmares haunt your Soul and
Your nerves R ripped apart