Looking For Angels

Abuse it is a way of life
Turn your cheek take all in strife
Confusion planted in your mind
Trying to look ahead, you think you�re blind
Everyone thinks you�re paranoid
You�d like to see them exist in this void
Depressed? you are all the time
Given up don�t want to climb
Hate it grows in one big cycle
No angels here not even Michael
In your world no light shines through
You�re lucky to find traces of blue
Someday they could realize and then discover
Your mind works in ways they�ll see in no other
I wish you well along your journey
For I have my own, painful and blurry
I�m looking to stop the hatred cycle
And then go on to find my Michael

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