Good
(Wrote in 2006.)
Passion in my heart strives to survive
Not sure how much more I’ll be able to endure
Will my soul ever become pure?
Awaiting for this curse to be cured
Awaiting for it all to become good
Patiently, living day by day
Nothing ever seems to change
Only the seasons passing before my eyes
How many more tears do I have to cry?
How many more years do I have to endure?
What can I do to make it all good?
Cautiously, taking step by step
Grasping onto the words of hope
Looking for the finish line
My heart aches
Already lost before it has even start
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