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The truth

Every day I'm dreaming of hope    
Thinking maybe one day someone will be there to hold me  
Faking happiness when I can't even cope    
Tears hidden under my eyes are invisible to see    
I'm getting pulled by emotions and feelings as if being pulled by a rope    
I'm questioning my purpose and what I need to be    
    
Would you walk this path with me    
Stay with me through all the catastrophes    
And hope one day we run free    
Will you fight an unwinnable war    
Try to open a unlockable door    
The truth is I'm not sure what I'm looking for    
   
When the hard times come are you just gonna leave    
Are you gonna help me learn to breathe    
Or duck away and begin to weave    
Why do I never feel accepted    
I can't stop always feeling vepid    
And the people I see all their words feel tepid    
   
What does it mean to be a man    
I'm dragged through like ole raggedy Anne    
And all of a sudden I got no plan    
I'm looking for the lucky number    
On his knees just like a plumber    
Laying down and going to slumber    
Writing words upon the clouds    
Hoping to make someone proud    
And hope some slimmer of hope is allowed    
Truth is I'm on a sinking life raft    
My moments resemble those of William Howard Taft    
And I see all those faces who used to laugh    
   
I hear a storm on the horizon    
No question just like a knockout by Mike Tyson    
Give me an honest answer    
Tell me there is no cure for cancer    
   
I'm chopping down all these trees    
Trying to act tough like Mr T    
I'm not sure what I was thinking    
Maybe I need to stop drinking    
Let me find a home of mine    
Give me some figment of a sign    
I need to find my inner peace    
And at the end feel the exhaustion as you finally release    
   
I'm not anybody's picture they keep    
At death not many will weep    
I'm a star in the distant sky    
And like all stars I will eventually die    
One look from here to there    
The truth is I'm not sure who will care    
   
The root of all evil is that we don't know    
But we all put on a show    
I'm fighting to remember what got me here    
I think it's all clear that I fear knowing what is truly there    
Truth is an endless maze    
All the truth and lies just leave you in a daze    
I hope one day it will be forgotten    
But that will take men and women    
And the truth is we have to try to ascend and keep fighting till the very end  
   
   
   
   
   
   
 
Written by CosiestPrism273 (Jordan Kunkel)
Published | Edited 4th Feb 2020
Author's Note
I wrote a summary over what my thoughts were with each line and it is down there at the end of the page so look at comments. Also I sang it to show how the lyrics come into play. I don't try to write a lot. It just flows out of me. I have trouble saying one thing because I'm thinking 80 different things. I have great perception and sometimes struggle to not speak in tongues. Hopefully this helps a little.
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