Just walk down the hall,
Tears in your eyes,
Got your back against the wall,
But don't feel like your out of tries.
They may beat you down,
With words so strong,
Your tears may make you drown,
But they were so wrong.
I don't want you to pay the price,
Your esteem shouldn't be sold,
Passing you by would be cold as ice,
To leave you without something to hold.
For moments you feel lesser,
Your skin is collapsing in,
We all feel the pressure,
Time and time again.
But if we let it give,
Leave us blind and deaf,
What will be your reason to live,
When in your arms there's nothing left?
I don't want you to pay the price,
Your esteem shouldn't be sold,
Passing you by would be cold as ice,
To leave you without something to hold.
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