| The cold inside I’ve been waiting
Waiting for someone to come and take me
Feels like a little kid
Waiting for his folks to show
What Inside are packs of fear
But u keep telling yourself you don’t care
I’ve been searching for a song.
A song that can speak for me
A song that has the same key
As my heart that can set me free
Like the voice of my inner self
Reflecting what exactly I do feel
But When I reach out,
There’s squat to hold
There’s none that’s what I am told
I feel so lost, and worse
Nothing does truly show
Though I keep wish someday I will pass the cold
Seeing people around me
Holding hands like they mean to mock me
No one wanna carry a lonely heart
Especially when people are sending Christmas cards. | 
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