I look around seeking truth
I listen and ask to find the answers
And yet nobody talks nobody looks
What am I to them to this world?
Am I that unimportant?
That can't be truth
There must be eyes that see
There must be ears that listen
To the words that carry truth
Carry will of those that lived of those that died in vain
Of those that were never born but tried to be
I will keep asking I will keep looking
Until I’m heard and understood
And when time will come for me to stop
I will look down the mountains I built
And shout I was a human that is proud of himself
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