Now my life has reached a stage,
Where I’m full of regret, full of rage.
And if I could, I would turn the page,
But this book named Life is locked in a cage.
I used to believe in making the most of it,
Until I slipped and fell into this pit.
And in the dark, helpless I sit,
Such silence surrounds, so now I quit.
And once again, I've been left alone,
My soul has been turned into stone.
Wounded and hurt, it has been thrown,
Now and forever, I’ll be on my own.
One last time, an attempt to rise,
No response, now tears fill my eyes.
Its not me, its my soul that cries,
My soul that’s tired of listening to lies.
Where I’m full of regret, full of rage.
And if I could, I would turn the page,
But this book named Life is locked in a cage.
I used to believe in making the most of it,
Until I slipped and fell into this pit.
And in the dark, helpless I sit,
Such silence surrounds, so now I quit.
And once again, I've been left alone,
My soul has been turned into stone.
Wounded and hurt, it has been thrown,
Now and forever, I’ll be on my own.
One last time, an attempt to rise,
No response, now tears fill my eyes.
Its not me, its my soul that cries,
My soul that’s tired of listening to lies.
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