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Thanks so much!.Www@QuestionHome@Com Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: I turned and looked back On the twisting road of my life Much of it was blurred by pain So much of those times I couldn't remember But each one Has a sharp memory At one of the bends A young man stood His dark hair fell into his eyes In his hand he held a bag Full of what I don't know He had earphones in his ears Listening to songs on his iPod Like he was trying to ignore the song of the world And instead, listen to the song in his heart His face was an empty map Devoid of lines and thoughts His eyes a blank hurting wall If you touched his face It'd feel like a cold wind He was lonely He said he felt like he was drifting away All he could see Was the pain in his past And it was making him disappear Looking back I could see him fading Darker into the shadows I wish I could've stayed there Strong by his side But the world told me to move on He wasn't going to change They said He was always going to be that way Nothing could change him now But I should've I should've stayed Held his hand and led him Through his eternal pain I turned and looked back He was gone I felt my heart was gone with him I wanted to reach back and find him But I knew I wouldn't I had let him go And I couldn't take him back I hoped he had found Someone more faithful then I Someone who cared And doesn't listen to the world I opened my hand and let my thoughts go It was breaking my heart so But my heart was with him And that was all I needed to know know that there are people who care and won't listen to the world and no matter what, will be there for you!. and God is there for you too!. I watch every person As they stand in the crowd Each one has a problem With their heads bowed before the wind Some pretended it wasn't there Some pretended not to care But it's still there Their heads bowed before the wind Each one cried inside But didn't let it show because of pride They let it go for the ride With their heads bowed before the wind Jesus' nail scarred hands Are more then what we might call brands His gently love reprimands Those with their heads bowed before the wind I love You, He said You are what I made Come to me, He said To those with their heads bowed before the wind So few turn to Him Joe, John, Ryder, Suntan, and Kim I have left them for Him Left those with their heads bowed before the wind Now I want to help To bring them to my Savior To let them know They don't have to be one of those With their heads bowed Before the wind You don't have to be one with your head bowed to the wind!. There is hope, don't give up!. It started with a marker I was bored in Math class I was drawing on my fingertips With a red marker It looked like blood So I drew a cut on my hand It looked like blood I drew some more On my wrist It looked and seemed real But I became afraid Why did I draw it!? Is there a reason!? I hid it under my shirt Those who saw it was by accident I started to wonder How does it feel When it's real!? How much are you afraid!? How much more do you hide it!? But there must be hurt To cause this pain And fear I don't want to feel the real thing It scares me so Please don't do it The hurt and fear will Only destroy you Tell someone and please Put your knife away It hurts too much last but not least!. again, don't give up!!! please!!! :-) someone out there loves you and no matter what hurt that you are having there is reason to live!. http://www!.youtube!.com/watch!?v=CZuMpNcIa!.!.!. also, here's a song that could help maybe, i don't know!. hope it does!. hope your life gets better! Www@QuestionHome@Com http://www!.poetry!.com/dotnet/P3044422/99!.!.!. http://www!.homewithgod!.com/Cards/Encoura!.!.!. http://www!.homewithgod!.com/Cards/holdon!.!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com |