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My outlook on life is changing
I'm constantly rearranging Not only how I look at things But how much love the future brings It's true, when you seek you will find It's better than losing your mind There are friends to be had out there I am becoming more aware The friendships I sought in the past Were not really ones that would last For I didn't know who I was Don't really know why, just because I was whomever you wanted My disposition was daunted I'd change at the drop of a hat If I liked you, I'd copycat But, now I'm just being my self I have to be true now or else I couldn't live in my own skin I would hate myself from within You cant' please everyone, it's true The one you have to please is you Nobody else can even see The truth that lies inside of me To thine own self, be true, is true If you're not true you will be blue Nobody else can hold the key The keys are in you, and in me We each have to reach deep inside Where our innermost thoughts can hide Only then can we really see What it's like to be truly free There's enough pretense in the world Especially in the business world When we're honest with each other It opens the door for another Someone who feels left out and cold He comes in and joins in the fold We can only be what we are We can only shine our own star Why do we put on all these masks Not answering when a friend asks Why do we avoid each other And then lie to our own mother Why can't we be honest at all Because our high egos would fall All that would be left is a frame Naked as the day when it came Into this place of deception So we put on a reception To welcome each one's arrival Does this ensure our survival If we don't start looking at truth We'll be considered as uncouth Our civilization won't last What's so civil about war's blast We better stop now, while we're ahead If we don't, the future is dread We're going to blow up this place Annihilate the whole human race
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