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It's Time

We want the same and fear the change, yet all the while we just complain of everything single thing under the sun. I’ve heard it is a general rule, that man is nothing but a fool because he never wants the prize he’s won. And yeah, it is the same with me, I live in discontent you see. I never seem to find a place to rest. I’ve searched to find some middle ground between the destiny I’m bound and what I need to change to be my best. But what I find gets in the way, and everyone most every day does not see me the way I see myself. So, each time that I’m fine with me, they wish that someone else I’d be. I end up putting me back the shelf. But now the time has finally come where being someone else is done. It’s time to just let go and let it be. Cuz I can’t take another day of letting things go on this way. It’s time to see what comes... if I am me.

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