It's Hard to Believe
Myself
My choices
and Who I’ve become
“The world is your oyster”
“Be whatever you wanna be”
Eyes wide, face full, mind pure
It’s hard to believe
Eyes cried, face fried, mind blurred
That this is where I’ve ended up.
So much promise, so many dreams,
It’s hard to believe
So many mistakes, so much damage,
My future’s come to this
It’s fine, It’ll be okay
It’s easy to think
You’re screwed, You’re done
It’s reality to bring.
Life’s not a joke
Life’s not a game
College = Life
And I wish I had known that
myself…
my choices..
and who I’ve become…
Myself would've changed
my choices
So that who I’ve become could've
“Be(en) whatever (I) wan(ted) (to) be”
and maybe then
“The world (would’ve) (been) (my) oyster”
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