No chance for me to stand strong
in a world that shutters my thoughts,
caught at a path between bliss and despair
no chance to escape, just straying along.
No place to calm down my heart
in a world that seems to be all,
crushed by restriction, by freedom I'm forced
no place abroad, just falling apart.
No word to comfort my frail mind
in a world that survives unlike me,
no one's waiting for me to come back
no word to hear, just feeling blind.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 11/17/2007.