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Red Flags
I am raising red flags each day
But my audience behaves like bulls,
They come charging with self righteous judgement,
Bringing me down like the tower of babel,
So i stand here confused and searching
Searching for a better audience,
From the ground I look up high waiting,
For a sign or a hand strong enough to raise me from the dust
And breathe new life to my depressed soul
I am hurting..
Signs I am sending
Red flags i will be raising ,
They will fly
Until someone hears my cry
And affirm that one day everything will be fine🚩
But my audience behaves like bulls,
They come charging with self righteous judgement,
Bringing me down like the tower of babel,
So i stand here confused and searching
Searching for a better audience,
From the ground I look up high waiting,
For a sign or a hand strong enough to raise me from the dust
And breathe new life to my depressed soul
I am hurting..
Signs I am sending
Red flags i will be raising ,
They will fly
Until someone hears my cry
And affirm that one day everything will be fine🚩
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