I walk down the broken road
Carelessly as I march ahead
No clue where I’m at
As invisible as the Cheshire Cat
Wandering through life
Almost using the knife.
I need an anchor, a savior, something to lead me
With a heart the size of a sea
with eyes that shine bright with glee.
A savior for you, and a savior for me.
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