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I’m lost.
I don’t know what to do,
Everyone found their way, but I’m still in the same place,
Friends and family talk about the future, while I make everything up,
I said I’m gonna get PhD and make all that money to make my parents proud,
Yet, I’m standing there still trying to figure things out,
I smile and lead the way on this cracked and dusty road,
I just wanna rush and choose a job that makes money to provide for my needs, but that won’t make me happy,
All my life I’ve sat by my desk, and stare at my phone all day,
I don’t want to do this anymore
I want to live my life,
Take it slow and breathe in,
I need to find my way.
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