witness
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It’s a tragedy for those of us who stay the same
When time tries to heal, but we stand against the winds of change
Because you resist, you’ll make the same mistakes
Those are the choices of us living not in love but hate
I’m not here to quote the bard
Billy boy died years ago
His fall broke the mirror
I am just a shard
Before you miss me from the start
I cannot sleep for saddness
nor for ill thoughts
I cannot sleep for grief in my heart and pain in my mind
There is a sickness in my drumming on my skull
NO NO NO
played over again
The early morning of this day,
I never imagined it would start this way,
My phone rings the joy of a friend,
My sleepy smile slowly descends.
His silent cries were painful to hear,
Sitting in the dark
Listening to them yell
I watch from the stairs
This is my hell
Am I the reason?
That they always fight
What did I do?
That causes this every night
I really need to be a witness of miracle,
I need to see this world as a beautiful
tired of this lame games around me
I am telling myself that I am created for great things.
I really need a hand to hold,
I wish I could say that I was a
witness to the stars,
but that is a lie.
I would say I am a witness to the majesty of the great ocean,
but that is also a lie.
There once was a world that was darkBut in one girl there was a small light.This girl was able to leave a mark
Because my heart has a song to sing
of life, liberty, and grace.
Because I have a voice to be heard
to spread the word of love and peace.
Because I have knowledge to share
