When did life become so unbarring? So bad that I don't believe.
Can I be patient enough to see my dreams, or will those dreams never be achieved?
I want to be me.
The life I used to live
Why can't I remember a time when I truly believed in me
I have so many hopes and dreams that I would love see come true
But i have to first find me through all these shadows in this room.
Poetry.
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Thank you!
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