If you feel you need to shed a tear, don't hold it back just let it out.
Do not fear for we're all humans, and we are all filled with doubts.
I may be a lost soul, I know I am a sinner. I've been called a loser many times to this I'm no beginner.
And angels may retreat as they approach me on the streets, once they see that I am too far gone to even rest my feet. I have been this way for a while now and change is just to hard for me to see.. Though there is room for improvement the hope is gone in me.
I am falling, falling faster. Its a long way down from here. The end is getting closer, solid ground is growing near.
I find myself praying, but my prayers seem lost. They never seem to make it, but could it be my own fault?
I get out to keep it all in as my mistakes are piling up, and I am always being stepped on as well as being judged.

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