Numb
Restless souls wake each day, searching for answers of why we were treated this way.
All we are told it its not our fault, yet our dreams and desires have been locked in a vault, stripped and taken from us, smiles and sense of acceptence never confronts us.
Restless souls we have become and all we know is how to be numb.
No emotion, no joy and no pain.
Share with no one how we feel we often cannot tell whats real.
Whispers of hope go on and on in our ear, and yet a foward step is what we fear, in the end we are what we say we are, dont doubt the grey gloomy faces we have become, our souls will for ever be numb.
All we are told it its not our fault, yet our dreams and desires have been locked in a vault, stripped and taken from us, smiles and sense of acceptence never confronts us.
Restless souls we have become and all we know is how to be numb.
No emotion, no joy and no pain.
Share with no one how we feel we often cannot tell whats real.
Whispers of hope go on and on in our ear, and yet a foward step is what we fear, in the end we are what we say we are, dont doubt the grey gloomy faces we have become, our souls will for ever be numb.
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