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If I can’t reach the top of the shelf then I’ll find a book better for my height And I’ll wait until I’m ready to grow up up up If I need a water break while I’m on the feild then I’ll ask for my break But until then I’ll keep growing And even after the fact I’ll go back and work harder And stronger And better Each key i break on my saxophone can always be fixed And if it’s really that bad I’ll get myself I new one Because one way or another I will play And I will sing through that bell I will scream I will sing with my people And I’ll harmonize with my best friends by my side Our opinions may clash and clank But after these hardships I bet we will be in sync But we have our own warmups to do And even if I feel so low and gloomy I can still look for the good in my days Like how I’m slowly getting the courage to cross the street alone Because one day I want to lead my people My team My section My choir My littlest But I’m to weak So I will pick myself up and lead myself first Even if I’m holding back the rising tide in my head But like I said if I need a water break I’ll get it Because when I am ready I will grow And reach that book
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Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 7:54 PM UTC
If I can't reach
If I can’t reach the top of the shelf then I’ll find a book better for my height And I’ll wait until I’m ready to grow up up up If I need a water break while I’m on the feild then I’ll ask for my break But until then I’ll keep growing And even after the fact I’ll go back and work harder And stronger And better Each key i break on my saxophone can always be fixed And if it’s really that bad I’ll get myself I new one Because one way or another I will play And I will sing through that bell I will scream I will sing with my people And I’ll harmonize with my best friends by my side Our opinions may clash and clank But after these hardships I bet we will be in sync But we have our own warmups to do And even if I feel so low and gloomy I can still look for the good in my days Like how I’m slowly getting the courage to cross the street alone Because one day I want to lead my people My team My section My choir My littlest But I’m to weak So I will pick myself up and lead myself first Even if I’m holding back the rising tide in my head But like I said if I need a water break I’ll get it Because when I am ready I will grow And reach that book
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Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 7:54 PM UTC
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