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Going in blind Make up my mind Where is the one? They told me about Forgot my intentions Rose-colored glasses I got distracted Cause I was imagining
A little seed planted Trying to find its way A seed taken for granted Lost, alone, led astray Now comes the Gardener To reap what He has sown A Gardener with a purpose
Wanted, Wished, Wondered
You look in the mirror and you see A human being, to you, that's just not meant to be A person who will never be But it's all a lie But you don't see Because you're trapped In darkness
All I wanted was to feel wanted. I thought you felt the same way, but the feeling wasn't mutual. If anything, it probably never was. Out of it all, I was probably a piece of ass.
Never forget who you are Thats what my mother told me That advice took me far Unfortunately that couldn't be.