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I am filled
Filled to the brim
With utter emptiness
The outlook is grim
The emptiness fills me
Destroys me
Well maybe it is time for change
Always room for change
Always room
You assume
It makes no difference
What one person does
What’s all the fuss?
But there is always room
And always time
For betterment
So fill the emptiness
With change
Change this predicament
Filled to the brim
With utter emptiness
The outlook is grim
The emptiness fills me
Destroys me
Well maybe it is time for change
Always room for change
Always room
You assume
It makes no difference
What one person does
What’s all the fuss?
But there is always room
And always time
For betterment
So fill the emptiness
With change
Change this predicament
Annons