Night Changes...

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There was a time when I felt brave,

Had the passion, and the crave.

Felt like I could fight back the wave,

That there was a world that i could save.

Then this crazy world went unfair,

More or less I  stopped to care.

People giving cold stares,

It became more than I could bear.

Now to none i say a word,

Cries of misery are still unheard

Dreams are shattered..

I feel so tired.

But i will stand up & collect these pieces, convince my self it is my destiny

Try to rejoice, make a new identity.

Try to get rid of this pain,

Wash it away in the rain.

To be the sweet child of tomorrow,

With pride on my brow & rhythm in my toe.

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