Found a way to survive,
Makes me believe I'm alive.
Make the most of what's here,
So long as I live with fear.
Don't know there's a difference to make,
Get what life gives me to take.
I guess the sun comes up, goes down,
That's what they tell me now.
In the papers and on the internet I read,
The information they choose to feed.
I'm bound here to the life I live,
And they tell me I have no more to give.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
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