Held by Storms...
Home is what comes to my mind,
When my eyes are closed and thoughts unwind,
My reckless soul holds memories,
which call my name when the clouds bleed,
From early days I've learned what I am,
A lifeless doll dreaming of lush green land,
The storms hold me and cradle me so,
For sunny days now feel like losing hope,
I cry my eyes out at night in the dark,
So no one sees the cracks in my heart,
I've held myself and I'd always do so,
Like summer nights that hold a starry glow,
And if the world pulls me down,
I'd crawl back up and wipe my frown,
For my life wasn't as easy as they see,
I'd grab the chance and finally be free...
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