6.12.2019

Identity

Watching the wind blow
Yearning to grow
Such a small thing
Such a simple thing
I. Want. To. Live.
Can’t talk this any longer
Don’t need you anymore
Just want to stretch my wings
Just want to fly on my own now
I. Want. To. Breathe.
Playing nice until I break
Screaming out my heartache
Heart pounding in fear
Heart pounding in hope
I. Want. To. Be. Me.

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