No hope no future
Do I have a season to live?
Why am I always looked down on?
When all I do is give
My mind is calm and passive
My body reeks of effort and pain
My soul is too kind and empty
My spirit grieves in vain
We will fight
This day will come
It still craves me
It brings me back to square one
I try to pull away
But it senses my escape
It whispers its forceful words
I can get thought
I can get thought this
And not let it bring me down
We will fight
This day will come
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