Friday, February 13, 2009

"Breaking the Mold"

This world is so cold.
It makes me cry.
I was born to break the mold.

A vision of happiness is one I cannot hold.
I scream in the night.
This world is so cold.

Life is easy, or so I was told.
Everyone knows that is a lie.
I was born to break the mold.

I look for answers, but all I find is fool's gold.
It's just not right.
This world is so cold.

But, behold!
I find hope in the stars of the sky.
I was born to break the mold.

Under the pressure, I did not fold.
There is always happiness in sight.
This world is so cold.
I was born to break the mold.

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