I've thought why life's like this,
Full of tremor, full of bliss,
But mine's always like a crisis,
Obstacles show up, opportunities I miss.
I can't stand this anymore!
Why I need to stop and can't have more?
I know there's something I'm living for,
But I can't see that open door.
This pain in my heart I want to show,
Like a trapped noise, like a foe,
Anger bursts out, starts to grow,
O this life, forever stuck in the snow.
No one hears, no one listens,
My heart feels, that's the evidence,
Still wishing it's not just an occurrence,
But a lesson Father wants me to experience.
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