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Suffering philanthropist
Good night,
My time is up
I have had my moment
And used my luck.
Life is taken for granted,
By the one known as 'me'
I don't deserve a alias
Some call me ____ (Can't even bring myself to give that up)
I was given a gift
A life of my own
I hurt and a cry
And battle alone.
I don't want to let them in
Or I don't have to
We have our own problems
But I'm willing to help you.
I have passed my life
By allowing days to pass
I am still young
I grew up fast.
You don't have to suffer as I do
My hand is here to hold
I'll pick you up always
Protect you from the cold.
I'll carry your problems
To ignore my own
A natural philanthropist
Its my nature I'm told.
My time is up
I have had my moment
And used my luck.
Life is taken for granted,
By the one known as 'me'
I don't deserve a alias
Some call me ____ (Can't even bring myself to give that up)
I was given a gift
A life of my own
I hurt and a cry
And battle alone.
I don't want to let them in
Or I don't have to
We have our own problems
But I'm willing to help you.
I have passed my life
By allowing days to pass
I am still young
I grew up fast.
You don't have to suffer as I do
My hand is here to hold
I'll pick you up always
Protect you from the cold.
I'll carry your problems
To ignore my own
A natural philanthropist
Its my nature I'm told.
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