I know you’re hanging by a thread;
I understand what’s in your head.
Chaos clatters all around;
Needle piles are on the ground.
Never sure if you’ll be sold;
Your youthfulness now turned to old.
Longing, desperate to be free;
No longer hope in unity.
Tough times living in the low;
But then again it’s all you know.
While you exist you seem to fail;
Suffering minds are sent to jail.
Just keep your weary eyes on me;
Don’t let addiction make you flee.
Find your courage left to care;
Have faith that help is still somewhere;
You’re destined always to soar free;
Beyond the night, so much to be.
Live and jump on chandeliers;
Scream for freedom from your fears.
You’re gorgeous but you’re filled with dark;
Release the pain that left a mark.
Dedicate your life to change;
So many lives to rearrange.
Lift your head up from the ground;
Recovery this time around.
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