Bert Jerred - My Pages

I am a little voice
And consequently you can't hear me
I sing alone inside
The grandiose and the sprawling near me
I'm not begging you
I'm dying in my victory
I can't keep up with all
All your wants and needs
The band is bare and playing there
For all to see
I'm not trying to change
Though I think it's strange to want
Your sympathy
I used to dream in pain
I used to fight powers in my night
I wrote my pages and my
Shaming heart was brought to light
I'm not looking back
I'm only trying to make it right
Make it right
Make it right

Written by:
Charles Jerred

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