written 7/23/12
I don't have chips on my shoulders
They instead became boulders
The world is cold and I have grown colder
I have no clue where I'm supposed to turn
I fight this war like a soldier
A death knell beholder
The world is old but I feel like I'm older
I'm running out of lessons to learn
Can you teach me something I don't know?
Take me somewhere I can't go?
My whole life in chains, I've dreamed of escape
Never before have I come this close
All the promises we made
In the ocean they all fade
Will you help me finish the work that we'd begun
Or turn your back and run?
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