Strive.

We strive and we strive and we strive
But what are we striving for?
When the world’s too poor
To open up new doors
We fall and hit the floor
It happened once
Like a random act of kindness
But it was a planned act of hurt
Never would’ve left him if he told me he loved me.
Soon the rain will come
It will wash everything away
Streets will strive for cleanliness
We’ll strive for better days
We’ll strive and we’ll strive and we’ll strive.
No longer will we hurt
We will be the best we’ve never seen
The dreams and the dreams
The dreams and the different teams…
Everyone is on a different team.

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