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Revolution

Maybe everyone
Drowns a little
Feels stretched
Too thin
Maybe we all
Suffer
After all
We are all locked
In boxes of steel

Maybe our voices
Are our keys
If we spoke up
About the pain
Our breaths
Would melt the steel

Maybe if we thrashed
Around enough
Someone would notice
Us drowning
And save us

In our society though
A voice of pain
Is weak
Vulnerable
Regarded differently
And is only trapped
In steel again
Is only thrust
Back into the watery depths

If only we all
Could melt our boxes
Save ourselves
At the same moment
Walls would crumble
Mountains would move
Hands would link
Together

Knowing this now
I feel guilty
Maybe I could change
The world
But I'm too scared
The future
Already looms ahead
And questions fly around
But maybe
This realization
Is my life's purpose
And there's only one way
To learn if it is

The courage
Inside of me
Is building
Soon maybe
Our world will be swept
By a revolution




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