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Finally this person knows what to do... |
| I fall to the ground Remembering the wetness Remembering the bad times And I just sit there and stare Stare, into blankness The blankness at which used to be me Used to be the one Crying everyday Getting sick all the time Depending on other people That person at which I was stressed upon Never got a break Always had to pick up after people Had to be an adult And only at the age of 15 But suddenly, I stand up I don't hesitate I don't stumble I'm ready to forget the past Ready to endure the future I'm on my new journey A journey at which I can be 15 A journey at which I don't have sadness Don't have stress Don't have pain I am happy I no longer feel the wetness I feel the warmth Like the sun coming off of me Please don't follow Don't wait up I'm moving on.... |