Shout At the World
I don't want the world to know my name,
I don't want fortune,
I don't want fame.
I just want my work live on when I die,
and influence those to lonely and shy,
to take that next step,
to smile and say Hey,
to the guy who walks passed them everyday,
who like them is so unsure of himself,
afraid of a life alone on the shelf.
Lacking the courage to break from his shell,
trying to smile a hello to the girl
who looks away and bows her head,
choosing to lower her gaze instead,
of making eye contract,
kickstarting a life,
that could lead her one day to being his wife.
So instead of fame and all that shite,
I will raise my voice in the hope that I might,
reach the ears to those who refuse to hear,
so frightened and lonely and crippled by fear,
your worth is within you,
you're someone to me.
So take that next step,
and learn to live free,
of the doubts that you have,
of how pretty you are,
believe in yourself,
and you will go far.
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