Sometimes
I walk alone
With my head
Held low
And tear drops
In my eyes
...to afraid to fall
My life is like a tear drops

I was brought here
To fall
But I’m
Not quite ready
To let go

I have been pushed aside
And brushed off
Forgotten
And hated

And now
Its time for me
To leave
But I’m to afraid
To F
A
L
L

 
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