Give me something to live for. Anything at all.

The colours of my soul won't flow as they used to. I can't paint, I can't move.
I'm mentally paralyzed and I'm not able to do anything but wish for something, anything.
Anything at all.

Pooh's grand adventure..

But when the morning comes, and the sun begins to rise, I will lose you.
Because it's just a dream, when I open up my eyes, I will lose you.
I used to believe in forever, but forever's too good to be true.
I've hung a wish on every star, it hasn't done much good so far.
I don't know what else to do. Except to try to dream of you.
And wonder if you are dreaming too, wherever you are.
 
 

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