I often find myself struggling, Trying desperately to keep hold of this thing we call life. Its meaning rushes and hurries away from me, Like it has but one chance to finally be free from my fatal grasp. I wish I could hold onto it And squeeze it tightly in my hand, not minding the …
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How long should I wait
Waiting for you to open the door I have the patience But the doorknob is in my hand And time is ticking by
Letting go
Trembling stumbling forward I am losing my grip on this world on this thing we call life. Its meaning escapes me now or perhaps I never truly knew it at all … And just like that I forget what it is I am desperately clinging on to or why so I just let go …
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