I walk in an endless circle listening to war songs
I never stop walking until my ankles can no longer keep me up
I cry as I dance in my head
The way I\'m free in mind but only in the mind
My current surrounding covered in black
No matter how much I reach out the light is harder and harder to find each time
Now it\'s up to me to decide if I want to keep searching or accept my defeat
In a unkept land that I tend to pace in
I smile even without feeling
Just so I can feel something
The muscles of my grin
Nothing else attached yet I never expected
I\'m expecting less and less
And seem to settle with the bare minimum of my state of mind
Because my reason to live is becoming to want to see
I live for me is far gone
I am now living for others
Even when I tried to live for myself it\'s not trusted
Yet who would trust me with me?
I guess maybe living for me is too hard for anyone to see
So I keep walking until my feet bleed and bruise
Nonstop until my heart can feel less sorrow
Yet my sorrow never ends so I wait until my legs break
Because whom will keep me going tomorrow to come
I keep walking so I can walk even more tomorrow
So I can get out of bed with the muscle like grin
I express my pain and sorrow in ways that I sometimes can\'t see
Too much to keep track of how it seeps out of me
When I think of sadness I think of it as normal because it is
When I think of my melancholy heart I think of an end
The sadness you can heal
But your beaten soul you can not
But only to learn to function with said soul
And walk through fury throughout what they call life
We work harder just to get paid less
Some work less just to get paid more
There is no fairness to this \"life\"
But that is not my reason
It\'s just that there is no fairness even within me for myself
That\'s the biggest betrayal of all
Disloyal I have never been but look at me now
Disloyal I remain
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