What He's Told
Author: Miztrebor

Happiness will never come to a man,
Who never knew the meaning.
Only saw it on T.V., a perfect world of disbelief.
Living out his fantasies.
But in the end these is no relief.
The pressure builds up inside.
The doors are shut,
Were will he hide?
The world outside is so cold.
He can’t seem to find a meaning
To what, he shall not know.
For this he shall go on,
Forever living a lie.
With nothing to call his own,
Never wanting to go home.
There’s nothing left for him
Nothing for him to grab hold,
To survive, he must be bold,
At least that’s what he is told.

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