Would you stop me
If I was doing something
Terribly wrong, with or without Knowing it ?
Or will you just stand by, you might Feel like it isn't your place to tell me.
I get that I should make my own mistakes and learn from them.
But would you stop me
If I'm walking head on toward the oncoming traffic ?
Would you care for me enough ?
Enough to stop me ?
Enough to be my source of light in this world of darkness.
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