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Tumbling

Everyone's every word Tumbling around trying to be heard Confused is my mind Trying to find Ways to sort it all out to leave them all behind My mind takes their very own pain Their stain Taking their bad Their sad Turn them into words so beauty, they will see Instead of the pain that truly be They see their very own word Their cry now can be heard They think hey that's just like me When it is themselves they see Understanding helps them to grow Their problems they think is mine Seeing it there makes a little light start to shine In front of them Writen down for them to see What their pain truly be understanding then does start Their own life they see in part Recognizing their own pain Eases this strain Give them sight To set things right I put it down To ease their frown To help them heal It helps them to deal They think I'm blue Like them too But it's their own life Their own strife Cause I'm free Their own pain I help them see No more, no less But I must confess Pain is hard to fight Unless you can see it in the light Cause it is hard to break free From something that you can not see

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