Looking
When your looking for hope between your tears and fears, nothing seems to be real clear. You dry your tears and swallow your fears, looking towards the future hoping it will clear. The doors that were closed are now open wide, letting in all of the sunshine.
Through the beams of light you see all that your future could be, You swallow your pride and you walk inside. Here's to the future on the other side, keep it cool and simple and you will survive.
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