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Since I Can Stand I must Open My Eyes


Here I stand Feeling sorry for myself Feeling beaten feeling bruised Feeling lost and insecure Like there is nothing going for me Here I stand While others cannot While others continue on without hope While others search for their next meal While others sleep on the street Here I stand All upset over nothing The bruises are in my head How am I lost when the map is in my hands And there is a world of opportunity before me Here I stand Surrounded by people who care Lifted up by love Yet staring at my feet Because of something insignificant Here I stand With no excuse for my blindness With no excuse for my empathy For my self-centered view And my pointless loss of hope Here I stand With the power to change the world Though right now I may not see it Able bodied and strong willed I can do anything if only I open up my eyes
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