Repulsive on a daily basis
Rejected by the crowds
Walking down one way streets
Tripping over uneven grounds
Falling down repeatedly
On my already scraped up knees
These miles take forever
Or maybe thats how it seems
Searching for my answer
Bleeding for my cure
Believing one day I'll make it through
Lately, I'm not so sure
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