How can I try to express,
all the feelings down inside me-
I'm still young
but am I happy.....
How can I complain
when all in all, the truth is;
I'm not ready for the virtues
I'm still sruggling.
There are church bells on the byways
ringing out across the highways.
They ring small truths
but what they bring is not united.
Are we hypocrites at heart?
And is hypocrisy an art?
Who am I to judge
what's been delivered?
And I don't give too much thought
about all the day has got.
Sometimes the truth is not for me
at times I fight it.
Oh I've been born so many times
and I'm feeling kinda bad
cause I still want more to come
Oh am I happy.....
I'm not ready for the clouds
my roots are still attached here
I'll admit that I am strong
but I am lonely.
Oh how can I express
all the feelings welled inside me
I am young
look at me
but am I happy....
I spill my tears;
I cry aloud;
And YES I am still proud;
I am human
and its not easy.
I think of all the love I've got
I think of all the friends I met here
then I'm full, and do you know
how much you've touched me...
Yes I'm young
I'm still here
and I am Happy
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