Albatross 'n Phoenix

Troubles of a troubled time,
Questions queue up,
Answers unclear 'n without rhyme,
Nostalgia and guilt sup,
On dreams 'n emotions, morphing,
Can you hurt and sing?
More questions, accusing eyes,
Stares, pointed fingers, 'The lies!'
What do we answer? Answer!
Let me talk, help, please,
Don't talk, that helps, please!
Let me crumble and burn,
Life's lessons, I learn.
One day, everything will be fine,
I will rise anew, and,
Take back happiness, that's mine.

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