What am I supposed to be?
a song
a dance
an expression of what I cannot describe
when did I lose my way?
how did I get this far
can't go back now its too late
but I'm fine right here
there is only forward to go
what should I do
these words fall out of my mouth
laughing our all of my anxiety's
It will always be
the search inside
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