I, am reaching out to feel,
Just, to hold, what I know is real
Everyone, around me is controlled!
taught to be docile and cold.
When will you stop, doing what you're told?
You had given up your soul,
parts of you that made you whole
Please listen to the words that I speak,
There's nothing wrong with being weak.
Vulnerability,
is what makes you human don't you see.
I walk through the door
to all thought,
where I can find
the truth we've all lost.
Maybe one day,
we will all feel.
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