Objects In Reality
There are days when I feel,
Like a no one, a loser, a loner.
But really, I'm an all time winner.
I'm the best of me, and forever one of a kind.
I feel like a rose in a field of daisys.
Out place, but still standing out beautufully.
I'm shinning my heart out, even though it's been torn apart.
No one can tell me who I am!
No one can tell me how to live!
There are days when I feel,
Like a no one, a loser, a loner.
But really, I'm an all time winner.
I'm the best of me, and forever one of a kind.
I feel like a shadow in a room full of light.
Dark and mysterious, but still serving a purpose.
I'm unfolding my arms, even though it hurts to be harmed.
No one can tell me not to cry!
No one can tell me that I can't hide!
There are days when I feel,
Like a no one, a loser, a loner.
But really, I'm an all time winner.
I'm the best of me, and forever one of a kind.
I feel like a toy who's been played with too much.
Used and destroyed, but still giving joy.
I'm standing strong, even though I no longer want to fight.
No one can save me!
No one can ever be me!
Really, I am an all time winner.
I'm the best of me, and forever one of a kind.
I will always be, one of kind.
Forever...
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