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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Today I am drowning in a sea of voices Telling me to be Only what they want But I just want to be me. I'm always expected to be perfect And live a life well at ease I'm supposed to be smart and strong But that's not really me. I can feel myself drowning Underall these voices Never able to break the surface Or even make my own choices. I'm failing everyone Lalling steadily faster and faster Into darkness, a world not mine I land in a soft, silent pasture. I head for the grass face-down And cry my heart out I just lay there sobbing 'Til I'm too exhausted to cry out loud. The sweet meadow envelopes me Into its grassy arms So tenderly, balancing me so gently And calming me with its charms. The ground is speaking to me Bringing me closer and closer within I can finally let go of perfection And what I had put myself in. I surrender softly, easily And let the world take me and sway Off to new surroundings I go To new lands far, far away. Now I'm in the ocean Casting all emotions out to sea Leaving me replenished and calm And I'm ready to accept the real me. Once again, the ocean pulls me But I am no longer there I'm flying above the crashing waves Letting salt breezes flow through my hair. I'm up in a sky of pastels The color is sprinkled with stars Angels collect them gracefully And off again, I fly far. Back into the meadow But I'm strong and ready now No more tears or struggles for perfection And no longer shall I drown.
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