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We were there all along The children of shadows Waiting to be seen The soft words of the fallen left unspoken Those of us who made it out alive We mourn those who did not The grief and pain of being misunderstood Is more than I could ever describe with words Those eyes filled with hate Mad at the world, and scared of fate They used to hold hope and light The eyes of a child We raced hurriedly towards the future Saying "I can't wait to grow up" What were we thinking? And here we are Exactly where we wanted to be But not with the result expected Asking where it all went wrong Alone we stand, abused by the world Confiding in each other Hoping one of us might have the answer Just to learn we're all as wounded as the next What do we fight for? What do we stand for? What are we? Who are we? We're just kids Grown older But kids none the less You tell us To fix it ourselves But you never give us a solution You tell us We're your future And yet, you treat us with indifference. You tell us You're here for us But where is your presence Among these tears on the ground? We are the children of shadows Our hearts beaten and broken We were waiting for you to open your eyes But you never even turned around to see
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 11:20 PM UTC
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We were there all along The children of shadows Waiting to be seen The soft words of the fallen left unspoken Those of us who made it out alive We mourn those who did not The grief and pain of being misunderstood Is more than I could ever describe with words Those eyes filled with hate Mad at the world, and scared of fate They used to hold hope and light The eyes of a child We raced hurriedly towards the future Saying "I can't wait to grow up" What were we thinking? And here we are Exactly where we wanted to be But not with the result expected Asking where it all went wrong Alone we stand, abused by the world Confiding in each other Hoping one of us might have the answer Just to learn we're all as wounded as the next What do we fight for? What do we stand for? What are we? Who are we? We're just kids Grown older But kids none the less You tell us To fix it ourselves But you never give us a solution You tell us We're your future And yet, you treat us with indifference. You tell us You're here for us But where is your presence Among these tears on the ground? We are the children of shadows Our hearts beaten and broken We were waiting for you to open your eyes But you never even turned around to see
I actually tried on this one. Probably still ***** though lol. Please tell me what I could fix, guys! Peer review haha.
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 11:20 PM UTC
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