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Jul 2010
How can I survive
When I don’t feel alive
Could it be the frost
Why im feeling so lost
I can’t find an answer
There’s no cure…like cancer
Can’t even feel
Cause…what is real
Feeling so small
Curled up in this ball
Im not even me
To a certain degree
I wanna be me again
But the question is…when
Or could it be how
Please lord…Now?
Im sick of all this
Faking the bliss
Who am I
When I can’t even cry
Am I just some guy
Who’s waiting to die
What is the reason
For all this treason
I have no trust
Like my life is a bust
Maybe one day
Ill sit back and say
Now I am stronger
It may take a little longer
But once I realize
Take off this disguise
Eliminate the lies
Ill have my truth
And be filled with my youth
Cause I know that above
There’s nothing but love
Waiting for me to arrive
But for now…im alive!
Written by
Max Chisholm
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