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Apr 2016
These days
They strain on now
Like bottomless buckets of pain
Dumped on me ice cold every morning
As I realize
That it's all become the same
Just keep playing this game
Hoping for something that'll make my mind tame
So that way I can go back
To the way things were
To the way things were

To live for myself
To live for what I want
To live for what I believe
To live for me
To live and see what it's like
To be free

Tired of letting them all walk above me like they belong there
They're no different they don’t deserve my share
They keep it to themselves as they fly above me in the air
I try to reach them and the sirens blare
Telling me, “Why do I even care?”

I sit in the rain and the dark now
Just sitting and wondering how
How could I
Have let it die
How couldn't I
Have let it fly
I sit in the rain and the dark now
Just lying and dying on the floor
It okay
You don't need to help me
I've been through this before

What I believe
Is gone
What I believe
Will never be
To you
And to me
Just please let me be
Please let me leave
Written by
Rosalio Mata  Flagstaff, AZ, USA
(Flagstaff, AZ, USA)   
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