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Failure

A tap on my shoulder The world at my back A sick grin on its face It wants me to cry I've tried to stay strong And be the girl I can be But it's gotten so hard I've begun to suffocate And no matter how hard I can't seem to catch my breath I just want fresh air I want the fog to lift And all to be well A path set out before me "You can save the world!" they tell me "You're so smart" they gush Is it really so true? The pain and the fear It's dragging me down I don't want to be wrong Maybe I just don't quite know If I fall If I fail Will someone be there to pick me back up?
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Written by
molly-grace
Canadian
Published
May 23, 2011
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33·130
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Stream of consciousness

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