One Day
Something is holding me back?
Or is it my lack?
Is this wrong or right?
Why am I stuck in this silent night?
What am I now?
Why is the world pulling me down?
Save me before the storm takes me away,
I'm scared, what if I fade away?
Why I am the only one left here?
Is there someone who actually cares?
I'm tired of faking smiles,
And all the lies...
I don't deserve all these,
I can't lose everything please.
I'm locked up in a prison.
All the hate has risen,
But one day I'll break free,
And find that long forgotten real me.
One day, I'll end the reign of wrong,
And start my rule on the place where I actually belong.
One day I'll be the one I was meant to be,
And just believe in the power 'we'.
That one day will arrive soon,
As long as there is still the sun and the moon.
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