Sighing, Living, Breathing

July 8, 2013

Sighing.

We feel things no one understands.

We see things that we can't comprehend.

We close our eyes and picture a better place.

We shut the world out hoping that might bring a new life.

We stand in a crowd of thousands looking lost and scared.

Living.

They feel the pain we go through.

They see things that we fail to realize.

They close their eyes and picture the good things in life.

They open their opportunities to the world.

They stand in a crowd of millions to speak the truth.

Breathing.

I feel the burden of a friend and just want to help.

I see the things in a clearer picture.

I close my eyes and pray I can change.

I shut the world out and hope when I open the world up it will be different.

I stand in a crowd of ten and share my faith and change three lives.

We have a life to live.

They have a life to live.

I have a life to live.

Feel

See

Open your eyes

Open your world

And Stand strong.

Everyone is different be yourself and listen to you heart.

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