Only here will I have my say.
I'm tired of reaching out to be pushed down
Like a lonely man or some sad clown.
My feelings just can't take much more.
My hearts held down but it wants to soar.
Like a lonely bird on an empty beach.
Who wants to fly but just can't reach.
Like a silent toy solider on a shelf alone.
Covered with dust and on his own.
Just another gray day here by myself.
I guess that's me up on that shelf.
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