His stories are those of a person persuaded
That life has passed him by
People crushing his spirit and grinding
Their heels into his head
Because he isn’t what was expected.
So he chooses the path of least resistance
Pressing a button that destroys his world
Because he’s afraid of losing happiness
Fighting it from happening is easier
Than the disappointment as it walks away.
He’s tired of hiding behind the shell of pretence
That he’s so carefully constructed
To show the world the clown who loses
But it’s there flickering , the light
That’s now refusing to be extinguished
Now he knows some people believe in him.
Ailsa
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