Unknown Repairman


Day after Day

Hour after Hour

Time rolls by

I'm one step closer

Yet so far behind

I can see the light 

At the end of the tunnel

And I'm almost there

It's my light

My own path


It isn't glamorous

The end isn't either

But sometimes

Happiness isn't glamorous

The mind isn't shiny

Or covered in gold

But can be damaged like glass

And destroyed

Who's going to fix it?


People don't see us

Standning silent

You are different

Change can be achieved


Old and the Young 

Lost and Alone

Over and Over

Giving Everything for Everybody

I will

Stand Up

Touching someone's life


Many have come before me

I may not reach them

But I will try

And I will



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