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Feet aching, hair stringy and heavy.
My voice is blown out, but I couldn't stop shouting if I tried,
Shouting out lyrics I must be getting wrong. 
All around me, are people of any age, race, and gender,

Why do you give them false reasons to believe you, 

When we all know what you did?

Why want a war, the end to so many lives?

For what?

Land you don't need?

I won't sing my favorite song for you,
oh that dear, you'll never know.
The red blush on my cheeks drips off,
like powdered sugar in the rain. 
I forget my problems,
like you.
and I listen, 
for a call to something,

I'm waiting, 
silent,
for a time when I can't see my breath again.
Warm, not fuzzy,
just happy,
just for a little while. 

I miss the summer heat, and the love I once recieved,
before I turned 
seventeen.
Respect is hard to come by,
now sitting, watching her sing lullabies to her newborn baby,
I can't relate.

People are careless when they're asleep, that is unless you wake them up,
said you were dreaming when you were walking in there,
singing yourself to sleepwalk
They never care that you didn't mean it,