Knocked down


I've been knocked down before someone knocked down my door.  They been down a street where you didn't want to meet, as well as me. 

Someone knocked down my door, I lost all control but no one gave a soul.  Someone knocked down my door and nobody cared. 

Cause no one inthe world ever did share.  Someone knocked down my door and said anything I took a swing and started crying. No one did nothing.

The days drag on I think of that day and the way someone knocked down my door and from me you hear no more, no more. 

I scream do you know what it means? Help, help! I start to yelp. Can you see me? Can you see me? 

By then I realize you can not and all of that was inside me. 

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