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Maybe

You think a story like this, Would be easy to tell. But I can’t help fading away, Just trying to figure out what to say. Times flying by, Trying to help with the pain. But its digging in, Just making feel worse to day. My voice is wearing thin, And I’m wearing out. I don’t have much time, But I have to figure this one out. Maybe it’s a dream, That I can undo. Maybe you’re still here, And I’m with you. Maybe, maybe. I can change me. Maybe, maybe. I can save me. I don’t want to walk down along hallway, Toward the light anymore. I don’t want to cry myself to sleep, Every time I feel pain. I want to move on, Maybe just have fun. I want to get a clue. Maybe I’ll be like you. Maybe, maybe. I’ll find me a friend. And Maybe, maybe. This won’t be my end. Maybe I’ll find someone, Who will always be there. Maybe I’ll find one person, Who can finally care.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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