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Alone in the room, TV on Like the white screen his lifes gone A moving shell, a wandering ghost A shadow of a man who nobody knows He hardly speaks when you say his name Hes just embarrassed to say Anything to anyone In his mind theres no way out He said he wants to die He wonders how anyone survives Being overlooked and trite As seasons change And trees grow bare His reflections a stranger Back it wont stare Its like everybody else Just too busy for his simple self He walks 13 blocks to the citys cross Puts dust on his knees Prays for a god that doesnt leave Its lonely here in hell He prays to be somebody else In his mind theres no way out In the sand he sinks to his knees Mobile world around, just out of reach Tears rolling down his cheeks He has to believe, believe in himself Put up, hold out Break down, scream loud Wave fists, and shout Its done Its done Now stand tall, prove all Push on, now you see Its your life, Its your fight Live free, dont hide Youve got to believe
Posted on: Wed, 03 Dec 2014 12:46:28 +0000

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