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Glass Wall


I've got bumps on my skin

Where do I begin?

I've grown to gain many sins

Will I ever learn?

 

Miracles are happening

I always listen,

But in a way 

I never say anything

 

After all, it's not a brawl

After all, I'm watching through a glass wall

 

When I was younger, I loved to dance

I'm older now. I don't take a chance

I believe in You, I don't believe in me that I will succeed

What a necessity 

 

After all, it's not fall

After all, I'm watching through a glass wall

 

I need to get out someday

I am beautiful 

I will breakthrough this one day

Then I'll happily say, "I am grateful"

 

 

 

 

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