How I wish I could think straight
How I wish I had a cleaner plate
I long for a reason to breathe
I long for a reason to be
Am I waiting for a drastic end
Am I waiting for that new friend
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Dunno if I can take the voice in my head
Many years ago I should've been dead
Why am I here why don't I know
I've been waiting for that angel to show
Take my soul and rest it upon high
And I pray for that angel every night
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I see her in my sleep and when I'm awake
Jesus-God what's it gonna take
I've been left here for something
And she makes my heart sing
But quiet and lonely it seems I'm meant to be
Only she knows she can set me free
My days are long and my nights are cold. I'd give anything if I could hold this angel who makes me smile. When the silence comes I fear I've done something wrong, but it seems I do stuff wrong all the time. My mind clouds over and the depression hits and all I can do is write. Too many to count and too many to remember. I continue to chase a hope and a dream...but it feels it runs further away from me.