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will i get stronger as the day past?
will i get by the bricks of rejection that keeps on falling?
i can't seem to be always far ahead of myself
even when a spark of hope comes by
why is it always that spark that dies first
why can't it just end with me

i sense a hazardous cloud above me
with all that i've been through
i feel like i can't please anybody at all
i'm depressed down to my bare bones
it's sad when all that hard earn work just get flushed by the rain

i'm questioning now
if any of my prayers ever get through
i'm pulling a blanket of shadows down over my head
i wanna reach for the skies and just grab hold of the stars again
it don't matter now
i have to keep on pushing
i have to make it true

this chain of torment is going far too long
i can see the angels and their tears
dripping to my skin just to say i have to preserver
i understand but yet it's painful each time i incite my thanks
with all this words that's written in the dark
i WILL make my dreams come TRUE