Real
i'm on the sidelines trying to be free,
needing sprout my own wings,
can't seem to fly away on my own,
left all alone,
it's all a life that you live,
but it's a fantasy I recieve,
you make it seems so easy,
but there's more than this I believe,
the stars need darkness to shine,
could my fantasy really be mine,
please say it's not a lie,
there's soo much darkness in real life, why?
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