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Metamorphosis
Is this the world I live in or a shell I built around?
Where you spend days and nights and can’t hear a sound
Break, Break will I ever break it and set myself free
Because I have to somehow climb this poisonous tree
WHY DO I ASK? Why do I plead? Why do I expect more?
The distant sun and the faraway moon to be outside my door
My heart pounds when I think of how I will fly again
But then I realize that I still have to go through this pain
There is light at the end of the tunnel but the tunnel seems long
Life can be difficult at times and not always a song
One day I will break it and fly so high
Fly and fly and fly and fly to reach the blue sky
