Aim High For Success
I aimed to the sky, To fly from this pain. I shot for the stars, To forget these scars. Ready for the worst, Set for success. Without any hesitation, To come to mind. To be one of a kind, For one day I can find my own kind, To have no worries. To be able to be my own special kind of weirdness, To have success in this world. Without any mercy to give to the haters, To be who I am. Without having that, Fake smile day in and day out.
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