We've all had our share of problems. We've all felt addicted to something, drugs, caffiene or even chocolate! But what is so hard about being ourselves, exploring new realms, just trying...trying! To fit in.
I know that you can see me cry inside. I know the fire is quite large. I wish that you could crawl inside my mind and feel the electrical charge!
These hard times seem so ever lasting and frustrating!
Drilling these holes in your soul, leaving nothing whole. Just let the Lord shine his light onto you and then you shall be free! I said free, I scream, I yell, free...
Everyone seems so eager, to pick a bone from you.
They walk as if their special, but really their untrue to everything that stands in their path.
These hard times, yeah. These hard times. Oh...I can see the torment in your eyes! I can feel the hate inside arise! I wish for God to take this pain and worry away from me! I know each and every one of us, deals with a certain kind of pain! But why can't I just be free? Why, why, why, can't I just be me? Be me.
Hard times are there to remind us all to lift our heads up high and look up at the sky. We'll always be special no matter what. Hate can drag you down, but always look upon God's glorious crown.
*Thanks*
Birth sign: Aquarius
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