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March 24, 2009
By Corey Snider BRONZE, Massena, New York
Corey Snider BRONZE, Massena, New York
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You don't know what to do.
Tears streaming from your eyes of blue,
Your back against the wall,
Face shielded from the hall,
Not knowing where to crawl,
To get away from it all,
You don't know what to do.
Hands clasped like glue,
You sit and wait
For Fate to call...
And I'll sit with you too.

Our heads are down.
Don't look around.
We're staring at our shoes.
But now it's time,
We need to rise,
To face the lonely blues.
But as we stand,
We're hand in hand,
And don't know what to do.


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Proud said...
on Apr. 6 2009 at 5:50 pm
I agree that we all experience the "lonely blues" and even with support, it is still difficult to choose the next step. I have been in your poem.