The Watcher
There's someone watching me
Someone wild
Someone free
One minute I'm alone and then they appear magically
A life once filled with with sorrow is now filled with glee
Heart once filled with pain now beats happily
Was blinded by tears but now I see
See how happy I can be
See how the world is just free
Free as can be
Grew up being afraid but now I live fearlessly
Crying out in joy as I see
See I am as happy as he
All because of that person watching me
Instead he no longer watches me
He lives here in my heart
Where he is safe and pain free
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