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I'd say I am the man who believes in Hope The person who is willing to carry these burdens, hurt, pain, and sadness. But lately, I start to lose hope everyday a little by little I try to feel alive, happy, but sometimes I become a little sappy. I'm too tired to try, tell me the reason why? I'm hanging on with my last ounce of strength Won't someone come for help? I cry a little louder for them to hear But it feels like they have no ears I do vices one cannot bear But will my love give me a little bit of fresh air? I try to live and love everyday But now I think all my efforts are now grey
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Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
Too Tired to Try
I'd say I am the man who believes in Hope The person who is willing to carry these burdens, hurt, pain, and sadness. But lately, I start to lose hope everyday a little by little I try to feel alive, happy, but sometimes I become a little sappy. I'm too tired to try, tell me the reason why? I'm hanging on with my last ounce of strength Won't someone come for help? I cry a little louder for them to hear But it feels like they have no ears I do vices one cannot bear But will my love give me a little bit of fresh air? I try to live and love everyday But now I think all my efforts are now grey
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Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
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