I don't know what I want to do, I never really did. But the pressure’s pressing harder, And it’s like my future ran and hid. My notions never stick for long, And all my plans get lost. I want to run to Neverland, But I already see how great the cost. I have a passion for creative words, For going beyond the surface. But could I really make it on that? I just can’t seem to find my purpose. For now I try to love everyone I can, Because that’s all I know how to do. I wish I could run to Neverland, But I know somewhere there’s a dream aching to come true. I hold a vague but beautiful picture Of what my life could be. It’s full of real love and Jesus by my side, And hope that goes beyond what I can see. So maybe I should just trust in Him And He’ll lead me to what’s right. I don’t need Neverland– My future’s already perfectly bright!
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