Why is it when theres a cry for help
everyone runs and turns on their stealth
Their cry falls on life like acid rain
corroding life dotting it with pain
People wonder why things is as they are
yet dont take the time to heal a scar
throwing soil and spit in an open wound
how to sheild it from becoming doom
theres an answer i cant assume
dead flowers only jesus can bloom
i want one of those big bubbles to surround me like a ballon
but when its penetrated all ill be able to do is swoon
so my next step is forget about the rest
they dont care so you must ace the test
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