I read, and learned
In hardships we resolve
In the end we wound up aloneWhen we're the only one's to listen, while everyone chooses to deepen. The cut that was bitten, no one is to truly atone.
It has been a constant conundrum
I can no longer believe in
Questions filled by delusions
Either a future thats deriven
Or i choose to conquer my demons.Still i choose to give you a reason
So none is to commit treason
When must you conclude
I was out to relay you to the truthI have once dreamed
Why does it have to be far as i can see
Why cant it be the world thats always meant to be
How pitiful it is to be free.Will you read to be somewhere far away from me?
Will it take you you're whole life to truly see?
How does it make you feel to see me bleed.Is it my fault to seek, happiness we don't feel, will u finally read to oppose me, or will it take you your whole life, now you just witness me bleed.
I read and i have learned
In the end i bled and burned.
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