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I am lost
Tossed and turned 'round
I've been squinting at the sun
And when I look back
All I feel is anger
A ball of fire
It's a wonder that I've grown
A yellowed plant
All of the time
Always on the run
I've still got something to show
Leaves that beckon
But it's still burning
Toward the sky praying
And now all I feel is rage