by Boxer Wyze

Created on: April 11, 2009

Who will give me a shoulder to cry on?

Not that I need one I'm just thinking aloud.

Where is the comfort that I can rely on?

I'm fine on my own, you know strong and proud.

Where can I find the one I can turn to?

Even though standing alone is my game.

Where can I rest, if sometime I need to?

I'm not saying I need to, but still just the same.

I'd like to believe there's a shoulder to cry on.

When I do get weary of fighting the tide.

And somehow I think one can't just get by on

Closing one eyes and keeping it inside.

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