Thursday, September 10, 2009

Crying Weakens My Immune System

I was running to see you down the line
What if I've built up what was mine
What if I didn't forget passion like you did

What if I find my purpose first
What if I fulfill my life's work
What if you counting on my failure made me live

Not scared.
I know you thought I was shakin' fast in my own two shoes
But these soles could fight the ocean waves,
Dirty laundry, and world war II

Finally I see past my front hands
Not a coward's pissed-stained pants
Thank you for telling me I can't
Without you, I wouldn't be where I am

When I see you again,
I won't be bitter
You, you're so far to blame
You're part of this change
I am so much of you
I won't ever be the same

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