It’s time to push past the fear
And hold back the tears
While we look for the day
When we find the truth
The hour we find the connection
Between you and me
The minute we find the rose in a pile of thorns
The second we find the smile hidden in the shadows
Whether you are tall or short,
Black or white,
There is really no difference,
We are all looking for
The light in the darkness
The music in our silent world
We are all searching for something to hold us together
But only finding ways to drive us apart
We connect by disconnecting
Mechanically decaying from the inside out
We leave our mark
By marking those around us
We strive for a beauty beyond words
Only to end up destroy the beauty around us
We live by watching the lives of others
Leaving us with a disillusioned reality
No longer able to tell the difference
Between whom we think we are,
And the person within
We are nothing more than
A bunch of souls
Broken and searching
Searching for something more
Something real
Something to hold in our trembling hands
But the thought of something greater
Is so out of reach
So out of sight
In the back of our minds
Dusty and unused
Forgotten and trampled
Like our childhood dreams
Have we forgotten what means to be alive?
Have we surrendered to mere existence?
No one chooses to be blind
So why do we refuse to see?
It’s time to push past the fear
And hold back the tears
And look for the day
When we find the truth
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