she
she..she is tall and graceful
with such beauty
and she doesn't even know
she...she reminds me of where I want to go and who I want to be
But lately she has been stuck in the middle of misery
Theres no reverse and no going forward
Just stuck in the middle
Should she go back to her past and live comfortably
Or should she go forward and be free
Time to decide which way will she go...
She still doesn't know
Times up...
without another thought she runs
She runs as far and as fast as she can
She reaches her destination
She is stronger
She is free
she is everything I knew she could be...
She is me.
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