Fighting for my life
In a world you cannot see;
In my hand I hold a knife
And wait for what’s to be;
Like the man who beats his wife,
My anger held inside of me;
Living with the strife,
Is this to be my destiny?
Trapped behind the wall,
Solemn as I’ll ever be;
Listening for that call,
The one that sets me free;
Hoping not to fall,
Climbing for eternity;
To climb this wall so tall,
I know will be my destiny.
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