Rising Up
I would fall to the ground
bow at your feet
If not for the sound
Of my greatest resolutions defeat
I was stubborn
but i thought i was weak
unable to conquer without my own defeat
there was no one there to hear
So why should i speak
All that I wanted was for someone to care
But then I realized that only one person was there
A little person
I call myself I
It was the hunger that was hidden deep inside
Others approval I did not need
My future I could finally see
I saw the person I needed to be
Or maybe she was there all along
Waiting for me to write my own song
So all I can tell you is one simple thing
If you want to be happy
If you wand to succeed
Then start with you
At least that’s what happened to me
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