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The Enemy I have an enemy Who attacks each day He messes my life up And gets in the way He takes all my hopes. And grabs every dream Then stamps and grinds them In the dust it does seem He makes it so hard To continue each day He never has anything Good or uplifting to say He won't say a kind word He attacks all the while Keeping me wretched And unable to smile He sees all my weaknesses And knows where I lack And when I am down He stages a bitter attack Making me feel lonely And feeling sad too He always has reasons For making me blue Telling me to give it up And not finish the race He wants me to slow And slacken my pace He is my enemy And gives me a fight Making my load heavier When it could be quite light Perhaps you are wondering Who this can this monster can be? My friend, I will tell you. That villain is me [ Go Back ] |