You never know just what will break you.
Until your world comes crumbling down.
You never know just who will hate you.
Until you show society you have a different view.
You never know just how small you are.
Until you've met your God.
I saw deaths face
As he took my friend away.
I saw deaths face.
Right before he turned my world to gray.
I saw deaths face.
On that December day.
I saw deaths face.
Then he turned and walked away.
You never know how small your voice is.
Until your screaming gets no reaction.
You never realized that you've worn so many faces.
Until you're looking for your reflection.
I saw deaths face
As he took my friend away.
I saw deaths face.
Right before he turned my world to gray.
I saw deaths face.
On that December day.
I saw deaths face.
Then he turned and walked away.
So you live like you're lost.
You love like you're broken.
People wish that you would be more open.
You often regret the moments when you should have spoken.
Never showing the world that you're broken.
©budmac38
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