Time after time, I am knocked down.
Fight after fight, I end on the ground.
The air of life is pushing on me,
Is it too much to ask for room to breathe?
Limits control my every step,
Deadlines force out my every breathe.
I am made to stand up straight and tall,
While everything inside of me continues to fall.
The emotions I have are not to be shown,
The fears that consume me are kept unknown.
So every once in a while life leaves me behind,
Dazed and long lost, and not sure what I'll find.
I sit and I wait until I forget what for,
And I realize the answers won't knock on my door.
Get up, brush the dirt off; don't relive the past.
Show who you are and remove the mask.
Time is still ticking and life still goes on,
But this time around you're going along.
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I believe in John Lennon because he told me all I need is love, & to me that seems pretty accurate.
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