All these years crying ...
Never realizing who I am,
The Destiny I wrote,
The laughter that I spread
The armor that I concealed;
All these years of waiting ...
Looking at the stars, as the light seems to fade away
Learning to recognize me
And always expect me,
To never be someone.
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 6:41 AM UTC
All these years crying ...
Never realizing who I am,
The Destiny I wrote,
The laughter that I spread
The armor that I concealed;
All these years of waiting ...
Looking at the stars, as the light seems to fade away
Learning to recognize me
And always expect me,
To never be someone.
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