The time is now,but why does it feel like I am playing catch up with everything?
Hopes that once were on fire are now doused by the lack of effort
Maintaining a certain image all for the benefit of others,but this is me,I scream
Surrounded by things that matter,things that are real
People would kill to be where others are
Surrounded by things that matter,things that are real
Questions arise quicker than I could ever answer
A place in your heart is all I ever wanted,wishing something would stick
Pen to paper,a simple task that requires a thought so deep,so profound,no one would believe
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