You only write once

So this is my only chance

To express what’s inside

Even though sometimes I wanna hide


Because the pain is real and the hurt is deep

But lessons are learnt; before we walk we must creep

But some of us run ahead

Without the proper tools to make us stead-y


Why do we make the very same mistakes?

Over and again

Without giving ourselves

Time to mend

Our wounded, broken, sprits

Our wounded broken hearts


We have what fate will give us

But we have to play our part


Search for opportunities

Live the dreams within

See the good in you and me

See where others are coming

From. So u can sympathize

And realize

That even though we’re different

We’re all kinda the same

Trying to find our destiny

Trying to make a name.


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