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Fresh Air
Shivers fall threw my body in oz The doors were once thought to have locks The unreachable stays in the distance Scripts my peers had once written are now in the trash Who are you to tell me who to be? How to act? Im my own person, and ill do as I please. What was once stopping me? Fear. Fear of hate, lost love, and falling for bait. Fear of disaprovement, disfunction, and unacception. We were raised and taught on fear. Who are we trying to impress? We are digging ourselves a hole, and loosing the directions out. In over our heads, because of the publics view on how life should be lived. Manicured nails, fake hair, tight jeans. They say when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. Your prada pants and brittany perfume arnt what your going to see. The moments shared, the tears shed, the first night you spent with him in bed. Shivers fall thew my body in oz, As I realise, fear is there, but not as an obsticle, as a goal. Sure, ill get knocked down a few times and maybe loose the energy to stand up But at the end of every storm, theres sunshine. So pick yourself up and smell the fresh air Because you only have one life, so why not live it without dispair?
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