You never feel quite full of life
Yet you push yourself along
People question you to see
If anything is wrong
Sometimes even you don't know
Your feelings one big mess
You can't identify joy or pain
Or if you're feeling stress
That just the life you've come to know
Nothing seems to change
What others feel as common place
Seems to you foreign and quite strange
What are these smiles people wear
And where can I find one too?
And all those people that act in love
Is it possible that's true?
I'll push along through the ashes
And yearn for life outside
And wander, questioning what it would be
To live with joy inside
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