Wheres my hope?

by chickadee   Sep 25, 2008


I used to be so happy
I used to be so free
Everything is harder
And it seems its just me

Ill never show weakness
Keep my strong visaed
Build my wall higher
Keep up my guard

My pillow soaked in emotions
That come pouring at night
Always for myself
No one Else's fight

I am burdened with pride
No one sees past my block
The image of me
As hard as a rock

My heart may not
Be made of shattering glass
But it still breaks
I still fall on my ass

Is it easier to keep people out?
Than to talk people in
Seems so far away
For my future to begin

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