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I'm here, I'm living. I'm here surviving. I'm here... But I'm not thriving. I want to go to the other side, I want to go where there is light. I want to dance and sing, And laugh and twirl and do my own thing. But I'm here and stuck on my side, I've died and cried on inside. I search and sought for a way out, But all I could do is scream and shout. The thoughts and voices in my head, They're drowning me I can't tread. I'm a prisoner of the war, And I'm losing strength And I can't fight anymore. I let out one forceful roar, Then surrender and fall to the floor. I want to go to the other side, I want to go where there is light. I want to dance and sing, And laugh and twirl and do my own thing. But I'm here and stuck on my side, I've died and cried in inside. I search and sought for a way out, But all I could do is scream and shout. I will find my way to paradise, Even if I make the same mistake twice. I will work and I won't give up, I will climb high and I will live it up. With my chin up and my head held high, I WILL walk over to the other side.
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
The other side
I'm here, I'm living. I'm here surviving. I'm here... But I'm not thriving. I want to go to the other side, I want to go where there is light. I want to dance and sing, And laugh and twirl and do my own thing. But I'm here and stuck on my side, I've died and cried on inside. I search and sought for a way out, But all I could do is scream and shout. The thoughts and voices in my head, They're drowning me I can't tread. I'm a prisoner of the war, And I'm losing strength And I can't fight anymore. I let out one forceful roar, Then surrender and fall to the floor. I want to go to the other side, I want to go where there is light. I want to dance and sing, And laugh and twirl and do my own thing. But I'm here and stuck on my side, I've died and cried in inside. I search and sought for a way out, But all I could do is scream and shout. I will find my way to paradise, Even if I make the same mistake twice. I will work and I won't give up, I will climb high and I will live it up. With my chin up and my head held high, I WILL walk over to the other side.
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
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