Won't the Sun Come Out?


The face I keep inside of me

Struggle to keep a hold of me

I fight it day by day

To keep the voices at bay


Yet the harder I try

Just want to soar and fly

And still the lonlier I feel

I keep asking if this is real


Have to keep on fighting

and keep on righting

the wrongs that have been done

and keep on praying for the sun


To shine once more on me.


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