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Aug 2012
i once was brave
i used to fight
people looked up to me
but it was all a lie
i wake up each morning
a little past six
praying today be better than the last
i dust off my mask
that sits all alone
maybe someday i can go without it
without fear
without worries
that's a life i would like to live
instead i sit here
like a bird waiting to fly
but i'm too scared to spread my wings
that i keep glued to my side
maybe someday i'll get that courage
that i once had when i was little
Kyia B
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Kyia B
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