Who Stand With You
I lifted my hands to the clouds
To reach the heights I aspire to be
But my very own shadow pulls me down
I hit the ground and bite the dust
I turned to look at myself in the mirror
To understand myself, to love myself
But my reflection turns away to show me his back
The glass is shattered and so is my soul
I stood up to be outspoken
And my skin peeled away from my bones
My heart refused to beat
When I dared to chase my dreams
They are all smiles for the streets
They are all scowls for the soul
They won't show it in their eyes
Neither will they say it
But when the spirit is stuck in quicksand
Arisen like the sun, is a chance to see the true
Who stand with you by the hand through the blasts of winter
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