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Not There Yet
Searching for that inspiration again 
 Longing for that feeling of being something 
 I always dream of opening my eyes up to the night sky and not being disappointed
 
 Waking up to one day being in a new world
 Where my life means something greater than myself
 I try so hard to make a difference but I never seem to fit the standards
 
 When I’m trying to find those words to speak out 
  Just when I think I know what it is I want to say
 I get tongue tied and can’t find myself anymore
 
 Out side of my self watching me from above 
 Wondering if I am the only one who feels like this
 With all my thoughts running wild 
 I try to rain them in again 
 
 I try to step out side of the trend and make my self memorable
 Yet I get sucked back up it life, worrying about all the little things that mean nothing at all.
 
 I seem to be my own worst enemy
 And they say you can never win against your self 
 So only I get hurt in this war I’m fighting 
 
 Trying to push the thoughts of those pains away
 While the other side of me 
 Sees all too clearly how much pain and scaring that has been made 
 Only to be shot down again by someone else needing me 
 And ripping open those newly healed scars again
 
 Little do they know all I want to do is help 
 But I always seem to hurt myself more each time
 Trusting to easily has always been my weak spot
 
 But not anymore I will make a difference 
 By moving on, setting limits 
 I have to be there for my self sometimes too
 
 And I hope you remember me as the girl 
 Who sold it all to live a life she always dreamed of
 Where when she looked up at the night sky 
 There happened to be stars looking back at her this time

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