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Lost - what is destiny
Gain - only to loose
Look up you’re going to be fine
But no, you self must drain to survive
Tell them they are more
Don’t stop for they think you’re the cure
And you, you only wonder why
Your life seems so empty and dry.
Lift, lift yourself up they cry
You must not do this, you cannot do this
You are crazy and the one at fault, they cry.
Why lift up if such is true? What’s the point of being you?
Why train to be nice if such hurts those
Who only you want love to show?
For yourself, they say, for you.
Why do anything for you, tis true
If you is only pain for others too?
But what about the part that’s lies
The part that only misunderstanding hides
The good you wanted, the mistakes you made
In trying to survive the day.
You’re caught, and no way out it seems.
Why try to find a destiny, a dream?
If there’s no hope, if those who believed don’t,
Then why believe in you against all hope?