As I sit here and think,
of what could be
or what should be.
A soul lost and I cant find,
I gave my heart away fro the second damn time.
This should of been a sign,
Today is the day I make a stand.
As I hold my angels hand,
I will no longer cry myself to sleep.
while you feel the need to creep.
One day you will realize I am who I should be.
Its not who you thought I would be.
Free is the way that I will seek,
While you sit home and freak.
My love is for my child,
holding my hand into the wild.
A smile on my face,
As I take on this world at a slow pace.
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