I am a blank page
I never looked back
For that's what over thinkers do
My page was full
Full of happy memories to adore I loved life
And I thought life loved me back But that was a mistake
She threw problems in my face
Pushing me to the edge
I was ready to let go
To say goodbye to the world
I was just born in the wrong time
But a woman said that she didn't want to go
And she pulled me up
I looked in the mirror
Seeing that the girl I saw wasn't me
Someone took my figure and shape it to something else
I was petrified
I looked closer
She still kept my place
She told me let's start a new race
As if so I've been damaged to much all there is was a small part left of me
She pointed at her chest where a small piece was left
She spoke I've been looking for you
You're my missing piece I am your blank page
Let's start a new
Staring at the mirror
I look back at my life
She knew what I've done
She spoke one last time
We don't look back for that's what over thinkers do I am a blank page
Awaiting for my dreams
Awaiting for my true love
Awaiting to take life by storm
For now I'm a blank page with still miss parts
But I know now what I didn't then
When life is getting hard you never give in You can start a new race
Just learn how to make life better than the one before
It's 4 in the morning
And I still adore life
Even more
Now I am a blank page
Awaiting for more
Awaiting to be adored
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