Winning At losing

by Braeden Monks   Jun 20, 2006


I don't want to lose my faith
But this is a never ending race
To keep up I quicken my pace
But slowly that makes me into a case

I do a little here and there
Do a little more to feel like someone still cares
My shoulders have the wait of the world to bear
And all people do to me are look and stare

Left in the world to find my way
Hoping that you'll hold on to me one more day
Watch the sun slowly begin to die away
Nothing but the last lonely ray

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