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No Longer Here

They try so hard, but will they ever de-soul me?
Got so many demons, like spectrum they try to control me
they put a ceiling over me, just right before I soar G
like a tire with a puncture, I get to my destination far too slowly
Persevering is so hard, but giving up is so easy
“hang in there kiddo", come on, that so cheesy
If I don’t believe in my self, How I can I expect some to believe me
I wanna ask for help, but will I appear weakly
I keep on running, but then I hit my wall
now barely out of breath, and I know I’m gonna fall
I begin and start to question, what was the purpose of it all
Then from the deep within, I hear a voice a call
I know you probably think that nobody is there
but this you have to know, I’ll always will be here
When you cry, I do cry, so please no more tears
My dark and clouded vision, suddenly becomes clear
I remember my purpose, I remember why I’m here
It’s not solely about me , it’s about the ones I hold dear.
Both the ones who love me in this world and the ones who are no longer here.
This Omnipotent voice, that helped me over the wall
was a combination of the people who saw me through it all
A sparkle in my eye, I stumble on a fact
So that’s the voice of God, yea I can get used to that.

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