The Page That's Me
The one page that's me, the real me
Got ripped off the book of us and tossed somewhere i don't know
I work overtime trying to please people
Trying to fit their expectations of me
Trying to fit a sculpture that sometimes it's too small for me to squeeze in
That is sometimes too hard to breathe in
Sometimes the sculpture is too big for me
That i have all this space around me
Which i never know what to do with
Am so busy trying to find love
That i neglect the best fulfilling love that's me
I want to find that page that's me
Tell of my truth, through my own innocent eyes
I want to find that ultimate happiness
Of a kid that only knows happiness
Even when things are tough left to right
Or day and night
I want to find my inner compass that only leads me to the truth
That only leads me to me
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