Trying

I’m trying, trying to re-grow the trees,

I’m trying, trying to make some peace.

And no one around me is listening,

And tells me its not the time.



I’m trying, trying to open your heart,

To make you feel a fresh new start.

But you lock it up inside of you,

And tell me that it doesn’t matter anyway.



I’m trying, trying to open a door,

Really, to get us all off the floor.

But your hearts are all closed

And you can’t even feel them.



I’m trying, trying to hold your hand,

I’m trying, trying to make a demand.

But its all been in wasteful chance,

And it doesn’t seem to matter anyway.

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